Jiang Tian had no idea how she spent that night.
Lu Xingshen finished speaking and left without looking back.
Jiang Tian stood in place for a long time, her whole body stiff, before she began to delicately wipe her tears.
Outside, the world was celebrating the New Year, filled with joyful laughter. Aunt Zhang had left early, leaving her alone in the empty house, crying until her nose was red, feeling particularly wronged, "I didn't scheme against you, never did, I'm also a victim, why don't you believe me."
She thought about the text Lu Xingshen sent Shi Nuan and belatedly realized Lu Xingshen's deep feelings.
This man's coldness towards her was matched by his nurturing of the woman he loved. Being liked by him was such a beautiful thing.
Jiang Tian never dared to hope for too much, but she truly wanted to live a good life with him. As long as he was willing, she could be good to him for a lifetime, even if he loved another woman, but he seemed not to care.
