Some things, Qin Yiren, with her simple and innocent nature, couldn't grasp, but it was all too clear to her.
She and Qin Yiren were different; she didn't have Qin Yiren's family background, Qin Yiren's pure and untainted past, nor did she have parents who cherished her like Qin Yiren's...
What mattered most was that she didn't have Qin Yiren's heart that dared to love and hate.
She didn't know how much she used to love Li Beicheng, but his betrayal was so cruel and complete that it destroyed all her expectations and dreams of marriage and family.
Fortunately, she still had a missing child, whom she needed to find with all her efforts.
In this world, she wasn't utterly alone.
"Xiaye..."
Qin Yiren, regretting having brought up Li Yuntang, seemed to want to say something but hesitated.
In her eyes, Li Beicheng was indeed the scum of scumbags, yet that renowned Second Master Li, well-known throughout Jianghai, didn't seem truly heartless towards Yan Xiaye.