"Sister Ya, if there's anything, don't keep it to yourself. I can be a very good listener," Tang Feng sat down beside her, ready to listen to Xiao Ya's outpouring.
Perhaps it was the sense of grievance that made Xiao Ya reveal the secret she had kept in her heart.
It turned out she was a scholarship student, and the couple just now were the benefactors who had supported her through law school.
And their son, Lin Zhihong, had always been enamored with Xiao Ya.
But she didn't want to be bound by gratitude. If helping her meant she had to exchange her entire life for it, she couldn't do it.
Over the years, she returned the money she had earned to Mr. and Mrs. Lin, nearly ten times what they had given her, but she still couldn't obtain their forgiveness.
