Upon hearing Zhuang Yuezhou's voice, Weilan was taken aback, a flicker of surprise crossing the depths of her eyes—it seemed that Zhuang Yuezhou had come to his senses.
His gaze shifted to Weilan, complex and difficult to interpret, then turned towards Lu Hechen, his expression promptly becoming cold.
Lu Hechen himself scoffed, clearly showing little sympathy.
It's terribly unfortunate for a man to be in such a state, but one can change their own misfortune.
Personality is fate.
If Weilan herself felt pessimistic, the end was certain to be tragic; if she kept her heart open and optimistic, then life was bound to be happy and joyful, at least lived with clarity.
There is no savior in this world, only oneself to save.
He looked at Zhuang Yuezhou, meeting his eyes, still planning to give Qiao Jingchen a little push, since whether they would become relatives in the future was still uncertain.
For now, just consider Zhuang Yuezhou as Weilan's "sister-in-law".