Dong Huiying tilted her head, her face earnest as she pondered. "It seems to make some sense?"
But afterward, she faced Liang Zhichen squarely once again.
"However, what if I told you that prior to encountering that mudslide, the things I did were laced with hidden complexities? I've recalled part of that now, and I'm certain that my nature won't change overnight—that it will remain constant, that I'll continue to be as I am now. Would you believe that?"
Zhi Chen was taken aback.
Hidden complexities?
At that moment, someone muttered, "Strange, where is she?"
Shen Qiuyang had waited so long, heating the meal and letting it cool, only for Dong Huiying to still not return. In her anxiety, she went looking and found it odd; they had been together for over a month, yet neither knew the other's name. Their relationship was quite mysterious—both intimate and yet maintaining a comfortable distance, never inquiring about each other's past or origins.
