"Ah..."
Lin Rui's voice of regret was suppressed by another deep voice.
"You have the right to choose! The decisions of others do not represent your choices. Do you really want to entrust your life into the hands of others, letting them choose what job you want, what life you want, and be controlled by them at every turn?"
"Have you asked yourself what you truly need? Or to put it another way, do you have the ability to stand in this world without being looked down upon or abandoned?"
Tang Jingyu posed one piercing question after another, incredibly sharp, cutting through the dense fog and laying her situation bare in the sunlight.
"..."
Nie Rujun's tea-colored pupils contracted sharply, and her small hands clenched tight on her lap as she looked at Tang Jingyu, her lips parting slightly, but she was unable to utter a word.
Her pale face, already fair, turned a shade whiter, her eyes flickering before she cast her gaze down once more.
