"I'm used to it." Qiaoqiao lowered her head, her face looking very calm.
She knew that in the eyes of others, she was a joke.
So young, married to an old man.
Many even thought she did it for the money!
Ling Zhiyuan left early; he left in the third year after they got married.
When he was alive, she dreamed of escaping from him.
However, after he truly left, she found that she couldn't... find anything meaningful she wanted to do.
She would always think of the time before he left, when only she was by his side, indulged by him...
Even though she knew very well that in his eyes, she was just a substitute for another person, yet...
That memory would continue to appear before her eyes, disturbing her peace in the middle of the night.
Tiantian sipped her coffee with her gaze fixed on Qiaoqiao, watching this woman...
In her eyes, Qiaoqiao was the same as back then, unchanged.
She seemed like she would never grow old.
