After sending Tian Birou away, the faint smile that Qiao Xinran had maintained for a long time vanished in an instant.
As soon as the door closed, she felt as if all her strength had been drained from her body. Leaning against the door, Xinran slowly slid to the ground.
Tears also began to fall quietly.
Mo Yichen, Mo Yichen, why is our love so fraught with hardship? Why?
"Xinran, during everyone's growth, there will inevitably be gains and losses, and the measure of our maturity is how we consider whether those gains and losses match."
"Yichen is a man, he has his responsibilities and burdens. Choosing you means he has to strive for it, but Xinran, if the cost of being with you is for Yichen to give up his rightful inheritance, and to leave the parents who raised him for over twenty years, do you think that's worth it?"
