Feng Suyin hadn't noticed how much time had passed as she was engrossed in her talk with Shen Qinglan and Lan Ruoxing. How long were we talking? Had her phone not rung, she wouldn't have noticed the sun had already set and she needed to return home.
She bade Shen Qinglan goodbye and thanked her for her advice. It wasn't something Feng Suyin had expected to hear from Lan Ruoxing's mother, but she was glad to listen to another person's insights about her relationship with Ji Hanjun. They're right. I deserve better. Any remaining guilt about her decision vanished, replaced with determination to keep her life under her control.
Lan Ruoxing arranged for his driver to drop Feng Suyin off at her villa. She hesitated to accept, but with Shen Qinglan's insistence, she agreed. One ride. What's the harm? As the car glided through the busy streets of Longyu City, Feng Suyin wondered how her meeting with Shen Qinglan would change the course of her life.
