The manuscript was handed in, and Lu Yinfeng fell into a void once more.
She curled up on the couch, zoning out for a long time.
In the end, she dragged herself up, forcing herself to become spirited again.
Her life couldn't remain in shambles because of two men.
After registering at the driving school, Lu Yinfeng made her way back home.
Since the big fight with Lu Zheng that drove her out of the house, it had been three months since they last met.
Blood ties aren't so easily cut off.
Blood ties...
Those words suddenly pierced Lu Yinfeng's heart.
She quickly diverted her attention to the swiftly passing scenery outside the car window and stopped thinking about other things.
Upon reaching the door, Lu Yinfeng rang the doorbell.
Returning to the house where she grew up, yet now feeling like a visitor.
After almost two minutes of waiting and no one coming to open the door,
Lu Yinfeng rang the doorbell several more times, pressing it more urgently with each push.