Tong Xiyan sat there in a daze, unexpectedly conjuring the image of Jiang Shilin in her mind.
Once upon a time, a man had told her the same words, and she believed she had found happiness, never anticipating that they would drift further apart, leading to love turning into hate upon their next meeting. Unconsciously, she took a step back, but just then, her hand was grasped by someone, Madam Jiang smiled at her.
Tong Xiyan's heart settled slightly, and the image of Zhou Bohan appeared before her, turning to look at her with eyes pure and sincere, devoid of the slightest distraction—steadfast and confident, making her feel inexplicably calm in that moment...
She had always believed in love, thinking that if she couldn't marry her true love in this life, she would rather live alone until the end, without regret or loss. But now, she suddenly felt shaken.
