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"No, Auntie Rao, I can't do it. Sometimes even in my dreams, I'm kissing you under the willow tree."
"I can't think of you as an elder anymore."
"Just give me a chance."
"Even if we just try being together, how about that?"
"If you really won't give me even a tiny chance and go back to remarry Uncle Liu immediately."
"Will you regret it in your heart later?"
Li Zhiyan wouldn't say it like that.
Rao Shi Yun wouldn't have thought so much.
But after Li Zhiyan said that,
Rao Shi Yun imagined it in her heart, and she couldn't help feeling a faint pain.
Do I, truly not care at all about whether Li Zhiyan and I have any romantic fate?
Rao Shi Yun did not speak, but quietly began to reflect.
At the bar, watching these elegantly dressed mature women, Wu Qingxian couldn't control her rising feelings of inferiority.
Xiao Yan is so outstanding now, the people he interacts with are not from my social class.
I'm really just a woman whose career is as ordinary as it gets.