Your Feelings are Valid

Lu Xiulan felt pathetic. She'd left the event she was supposed to present, and here she was, standing outside the hotel—watching the raindrops falling from the dark sky. How cliche could it be? She laughed inwardly. Oh, please, don't say Song Yichen would follow her in this rain because, surely, he wouldn't.

Her hair and her evening dress were soaking wet. Wiping the rain from her face, she spotted the ink that she'd put on her eye makeup. "Waterproof, my ass."

It was a bad idea not to take her own car with her and have a lift with Yuan Jin's. Now, she had nothing else to do but walk and find a cab on this rainy night.

Although Lu Xiulan had known that this end wouldn't be ideal to her, she didn't feel any regrets this time. Song Yichen was born from a wealthy family, and as such, they would certainly choose a well-deserved woman for him in the future. She just wished that he'd find someone who could love him more than she could.