After hanging up the phone and watching her phone screen dim bit by bit, Qiao Xinran buried her head in her knees and sighed heavily.
Perhaps everyone thought her current situation was pitiful, but only she knew in her heart how happy she was now.
The brilliant smiles she once showed every day concealed a loneliness that no one could see.
And now, even though she was being insulted online as a shameless bitch, she didn't care at all.
From the moment Mo Yichen said he deeply loved her, she had become fearless. Let alone the invisible gossip and vitriol, even if she were to die at this moment, she would have no regrets.
Knowing that Mo Yichen loved her, realizing that her years of unrequited love were reciprocated, made her almost cry with joy.
In this life, how precious is it to have a love where both cherish each other deeply?
She had it, and that was enough.
Taking a deep breath, Qiao Xinran put on a smile and stood up.
