What people want out of life is actually very simple—peace and harmony are enough. But there are so many things you just can't control.
Xia Jing looked at her husband, who still had that utterly indifferent expression, and she grew even more anxious inside. She didn't want to be the one taking the fall for this again. She didn't want to once more become the villain in everyone's eyes, because none of this was ever the ending she wanted. But why is it that after everything happens, all the responsibility has to be shoved onto me? Am I really destined to just be the scapegoat?
