Rong Shaoze's gaze was indifferent. She had said so much, yet he felt nothing.
His thin lips parted slightly as he said with a faint smile, "The biggest difference between Xinlan and you is that her faith is not in me, not in anyone else, but in herself."
Du Ruoxin's face turned pale in an instant, her pupils dilating.
Being intelligent, she naturally understood what he meant.
Lin Xinlan would not depend on others, nor would she lose herself for someone else.
She was someone who lived very independently, with her own opinions, always having goals and motivation in life.
The difference between them was indeed vast as heaven and earth.
Compared to her, Lin Xinlan's image seemed even more imposing.
Just like an oak tree.
She was another oak tree beside Rong Shaoze, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.
While she, she was just a dodder flower that could only survive by clinging on to Rong Shaoze...
Du Ruoxin's eyes were blurry with tears, crying, she choked out: