The difference between Jiang Muwan and Song Manman.
Lies in one being a princess and the other a witch.
The former lives a happy life, and the latter?
Full of hatred, her heart harbors only thoughts of revenge, eager to wash the land in blood with a blade.
Did she like the former or the latter?
No answer.
Be it kindness or evil, both are her true self.
At two o'clock in the afternoon that day, Jiang Muwan appeared on the departure level of Capital Airport, yet this person did not seem to be in a hurry to go inside.
Instead, she stood to the side, lighting up a cigarette in the cold winter wind, joining the many men puffing away.
When Gu Jiangnian arrived, this was the scene before him.
His lover, mingling in a group of men, wearing a red coat and smoking, engulfed in clouds of smoke.
The men's gazes around her were ravenous, some overtly covetous, some sneakily measuring her up, yet she acted as if she didn't see them.
Her head slightly bowed, her gaze unknowable.
