Ran Zhihan looked at the stunned expression on Zhang Yichen's face and found it amusing. It turned out that everything was just her wishful thinking. She had always thought that as long as she spoke such words, she would definitely get the answer she wanted. However, to her disappointment, she didn't know what to do or what to say to find a way that wouldn't hurt either of them. Such a method was so hard to find. She racked her brains, but in the end, she had no idea at all. Was fate really unchangeable? Was she destined to follow the path laid out by fate forever? No, she didn't want to live such a life. She wanted to take control of her own life. Why should she let fate decide her destiny? Her path was paved by her own efforts, not one that others had laid out for her to step on step by step. Such a path would not only be short-lived but also exhaust the heart. Instead of enduring this, why not pick up her own weapon and fight for it?