The sunlight spilled, making the entire Jiang City glimmer as if a dream, almost like a fantasy realm.
Early in the morning, Jiang Li rushed into Mu Qingge's room and pulled her out of bed.
"What's gotten into you?" Mu Qingge rubbed her head, still looking sleepy.
Jiang Li looked at her in shock, "Did you steal something last night?"
Mu Qingge glared at her, sighed deeply, and sat dazedly on the bed, feeling complicated. What happened last night came somewhat suddenly and unexpectedly, and her aunt made an oath.
Though she didn't understand matters of the heart, she could tell clearly that liking someone and loving someone were different.
Her aunt undoubtedly had feelings for Xue Qiao, but was it love?
After all, they hadn't known each other long. If in time her aunt discovered her feelings for Xue Qiao weren't love, yet she was bound by the oath, wouldn't that be an unjust fate?
