In a villa in Nandu West District, a mature woman stood on the balcony, missing that little man especially these days.
For some reason, her frozen heart gradually opened, casting aside all morals from her mind. Life is short, spanning merely decades; bluntly put, she had already lived past her prime, and should enjoy the remaining days.
Unfortunately, perfection was marred; touching the large and small scars on her body, Lin Yunqiu's face fell into sadness.
However, thanks to Tang Feng's treatment, she no longer felt any pain, and her wounds were slowly healing.
She believed that she would recover soon. If there was even a sliver of a chance to live, no one would choose to die.
Lin Yunqiu sighed to herself at her good fortune in meeting Tang Feng, which changed her fate.
Now, she seemed to have been given a second lease on life, radiant and more luminous than ever.
