"Would you accompany me for a drink?"
Lu Zhizhou brought out a pot of wine, she poured herself a glass without asking, then looked up at Lu Qingyi.
Lu Qingyi nodded, "Hmm."
Lu Zhizhou poured Lu Qingyi a glass and finished hers in one gulp.
"Some things are better left unsaid and kept in the heart."
Lu Zhizhou put down her glass, her lips curved up slightly as she spoke softly.
Her voice was as soft as a murmur.
Yes, there were so many things, things out of her control, that she could only think about secretly and not openly discuss.
She had gotten used to being the obedient girl, living up to her father's expectations until she felt she had lost her true self.
"Your destiny is in your own hands. No one can tie your fate, it depends on whether you dare to rebel."
Lu Qingyi muttered, staring at the glass of wine on the table.
Nothing was insurmountable.
The girl she once was felt sad and hurt because Yao Meishu and Lu Yao ignored her. But so what?
