Xiaoman followed her, "Miss, I'm sorry..."
Feng Yun: "It's fine."
It isn't easy for one to overcome the fear within, and to overthrow the moral shackles that weigh heavily upon oneself. If she hadn't lost her life once, faced with the patriarchal pressures of society and the accumulated tyranny of Lady Chen over the years, she wouldn't have dared to rebel...
Of course, there was also the confidence given by Pei Jue in this lifetime.
She glanced into the crowd.
Just a moment ago, she had seen Pei Jue.
But by the time she finished dealing with the matter and turned around, he was gone.
As if she had been seeing things.
Wen Xingsu walked beside her, heaved a sigh of relief, "I was really sweating just now. I didn't expect that you could let go."
He was referring to Feng Yun's final compromise and the thawing of her previous enmity with Feng Jingteng.
There was a light in Feng Yun's eyes that gradually faded.
"It's not about letting go, it's about learning from a setback."
