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"Without experiencing another's suffering, don't preach kindness to them. Auntie, you better watch out for those around you. If they fall into my hands one day, their lives would be over."
Jiang Muwan despised the word "past." Everyone in the world used it to urge her, how ridiculous.
Past?
Time had passed, enemies had passed.
She couldn't let go.
If you haven't lived through my pain, don't urge me to be kind. Your benefactor is my enemy.
Jiang Wei was left speechless by Jiang Muwan's words, falling silent for a while before deliberately changing the subject, "Gu Jiangnian won't give Huazhong that much face."
"He will," Jiang Muwan said as she lifted her hand to take a puff of her cigarette, gazing out at the lawn outside the house, her body exuding a chill. This confidence in her affirmation was inexplicable.
Approaching midnight, Gu Mansion was eerily quiet, except for the frogs and birds that started to make noise as the summer night drew near.
