She really couldn't understand.
Why would her best friend ruin her mood again and again when she was at her happiest?
Bai Shirui took a deep breath, concealing that deep, mocking smirk in her eyes. With a gentle smile on her lips, she said, "Alright, I won't say anything more."
"Mm, I'll head over first," Meng Han replied perfunctorily, nodding with a disinterested look.
She was still acting like the Meng Family's little princess, as she always had, completely forgetting who had been supporting her lifestyle now.
The biting cold wind brushed from all directions,
lifting the hem of the woman's dress into a shallow arc.
Bai Shirui stared at the corner of the dress disappearing around the wall. The mask she had worn for so long was finally torn apart by the emotions she had suppressed for so long.
She allowed the demon in her heart to slowly take over her thoughts, amplifying the darkness she dared not face.
Eventually, calm returned.
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