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Xu Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness. With this, Xu Jiaqi felt like she achieved a different type of victory, something that she would only be able to obtain by making this woman recover just the smallest part of her humanity back from her everlasting facade.
"And.. Didn't everything turn out great in the end? That's even more of a reason for you to not feel lingering regrets, just like you said. From now on, I'd advise you to leave behind the memories of the past. I shall do the same." Xu Jiaqi smiled brightly, so bright that it conveyed her meaning that 'nothing could ever bother me in any sort of way'.
In other words, she couldn't care less about this shitty dramatic plot anymore.
"I also wanted to ask you for the letters that Han Zhongli might've written you, but seeing how far you are buried within your lies.. I think that those letters are long gone."