Wei Anning walked into the dining room, huffy and puffed up. She ordered a dessert and sat by the window to wait, her stomach growling with hunger, feeling uncomfortable, especially the empty corner just above it.
Clutching her chest, the thought of the sudden appearance of a rival in love made her feel stifled.
She craved something sweet, believing that only a sweet taste in her mouth could wash away the bitterness in her heart.
So, it wasn't just Wei Anjing; there was also a Song Qingge.
When the butler found Wei Anning, she was eating her breakfast as if she were chewing wax. He quickly approached her, and seeing her listless expression, he understood that she was stewing in jealousy because the Third Young Master had reunited with Song Qingge.
He sighed and tried to console her, "Third Young Lady, the Third Young Master and Miss Song have reunited after a long separation. They must have a lot to catch up on. He did not mean to neglect you, so please don't take it to heart."