Yun Mengshi silently lifted her luggages and walked out. Listening to the bustling sounds of the firecrackers outside, her heart grew increasingly despondent, and also unjust.
She wasn't worse than Yun Bixue in any aspect. Since she was young, she had everything that she wanted. As long as she cried, she could get anything. Everyone indulged her.
In school, most of her male classmates had been fond of her. The more she thought about her situation, the more sinister her gaze turned. She could also have what Yun Bixue had managed to attain.
However, she needed to find a man first to become her stepping stone.
At that moment, she could only think of the Qin family. She had met the young master from the Qin family before. Although he was handicapped, he was still wealthy. What she needed now was money to execute any task without a hitch.
