The Tian Family.
As Tian Yuan walked by, it was followed by endless snickers and whispers.
The girl seemed to walk as if on stage, watched and pointed at by everyone.
Last month, close to the academic exams, she went to the temple and offered incense, prayed to Wenxian Bodhisattva, hoping that her future husband would succeed, but at this moment... her previous actions have become a joke.
Since her mother's death, she thought that she would no longer feel pain in this life, would no longer feel sorrow.
But at this moment, her "thoughts" were shattered.
Her face remained expressionless, but her heart felt as though it was enduring one slicing torture after another, having bled heavily and scarred extensively.
That young man had been entrusted with her immense hope, and was also her best future.
She needed that young man.
She really needed him.
And that young man should also need her.
