"What's the use of having no worries about food and clothing? That's not the life I wanted at all! I never thought that one day, I would be abandoned by the family I devoted so much of my heart to. It's too late, talking about it now is useless, everything is too late..."
Bei Yunhuan asked, "Who says it's too late?"
Murong Wei snapped out of her emotions, staring at him in shock.
"You still have yourself, you can still move freely, and you still have the business connections you built before. How do you know you can't make a comeback if you don't try?"
Murong Wei fell silent.
The door was left open, and the cool breeze lifted her long dress.
She no longer looked as coldly arrogant as before, now exuding a sense of lonely desolation.
Bei Yunhuan casually took off his coat and walked over to drape it over her.
"Think about why your grandfather valued you so much, why he wanted to change his heir but didn't tell you personally."