Indeed, it was she, abandoned in time, without parents, only He Zhilan of the He Family.
When she wakes up tomorrow, she will be a brand new He Zhilan, no longer needing to bend over backwards, desperately utilizing people's kindness to her, all to find them.
The night's silence was lonely, the moon outside the window observed the joys and sorrows, sentimental parting, emotional reunion below with a cold indifference, yet it remained still, flaunting its most beautiful posture.
When Jiang Biyun and Chen Xiting returned from outside, they found the person on the bed already asleep deeply, so they carefully left their food on He Zhilan's desk. After Wang Bingbing and Huang Cai entered the room, they both made a hush gesture to them to avoid disturbing the peacefully sleeping He Zhilan.
The night passed quietly.
