After hanging up the phone with her younger sister, Jiang Weiyi sat quietly on the sofa for a few minutes.
After a while, she sat in front of the European-style dressing table, lifted her delicate chin, and looked at herself in the mirror.
She was very beautiful, but the most striking feature was her eyes.
Those were the ones she had taken from Hua Shiyu.
She stared at her own eyes for a long time, then picked up the lipstick from the table, applying it forcefully, her hand trembling slightly.
Her originally rosy lips were smeared erratically, and the lipstick broke.
She picked up a makeup removal wipe, roughly cleaned her lips, reapplied the lipstick, and then stood up.
The lights in the study were still on.
Gong Ye's tall figure stood in front of the window, facing outward.
What was left for her was a tall and indifferent back.
The marriage back then wasn't exactly blessed...but she loved him, she couldn't help it.
