"Mu Huan, you're a kind person. Why do you have to do this? I'm not worth you walking down a bad path." Ling Wei was indeed Ling Wei. With just a few words, Mu Huan had become someone bad for wanting payback.
"I'm a bad person to begin with. It's only right for me to take any bad path."
Ling Wei: "…"
After dealing with Ling Wei's matter, Mu Huan arrived at the Imperial Capital.
Xue Yun, who had sent Ling Xiao to school and was about to go home, turned around and met Mu Huan.
This shocked her so much that her bag fell to the ground.
Three years ago, after Mu Dongsheng's funeral, she did not see Mu Huan again. She only heard that she had left Bo Junyan later.
For the past three years, she had spent every day in regret and remorse. If she had not done such a thing, everything would not have turned out this way.
She said instinctively: