Lin Yan stood by the windowsill, listening to the thick sound of a car engine starting downstairs, watching as Gu Yi got into a black Bentley.
She leaned on the sofa, her chin resting on her knees.
Her mind uncontrollably went over and over the words Auntie Zhou had said.
When she mentioned the Eldest Young Master and Miss Gu, it must have been Lu Chenyuan and Gu Yi.
Were they really planning to get married back then??
Lin Yan had always thought she was beautiful, and the only thing she could proudly show off was her face, which was among the scarce assets she possessed.
After arriving in Hai City, she had seen much more, and her confidence had vanished.
Gu Yi, whether in terms of demeanor, appearance, or the way she talked to people, exuded self-confidence and a sunny disposition in her conversations.
These were all things Lin Yan had envied but could never possess.
