The earth is round.
I stand in the middle.
This earth revolves around me.
She and Zhou Ting and others are actually no different, born with a silver spoon, except Zhou Ting knows how to conceal it, while she, lacking any social experience, doesn't even know how to hide it.
The whole world has to watch her expressions: how's the weather, when do flowers bloom, all must listen to her; whatever she says goes. But, dear, even if you're Queen Elizabeth, you can't always have your way.
The higher the prosperity, the poorer the love.
Many queens end up alone.
Previously, she was extremely worried that Wan Donglin would lose interest in Chuchu. But seeing this situation, forget Wan Donglin, she's overwhelmed just looking at it herself.
What a mess.
Yet secretly anxious: if Wan Donglin hadn't cut the Gordian knot swiftly, or had even a slight intention of climbing the social ladder, Lady Chuchu would surely have succeeded.
Who wouldn't want to marry into the Zhang Family?
