Ming Mei had always felt, being reborn as someone who shared the same name and surname with her, this must be a form of fate.
Therefore, she strived hard to live in this identity, whether she was willing or not, her previous life's emotional memories would more or less influence her.
In the past, regardless of whether she was willing or not, Ming Mei didn't resist too strongly.
But now, when these bloody facts are presented in front of her, she really started to regret.
She shouldn't be so determined to know the truth.
Because, truth is always the most hurtful.
Ming didn't know whether to believe the butler's words, she didn't know how much she should believe.
The grudges of the previous generation tangled together, like a net that could not be broken free from, shrouding her, getting tighter and tighter, making her now uncertain about what to do…
If... if what the butler said, if what was written on the letter was true, then how should she choose?
