"Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore," Chen Yuting smiled.
"Alright, we're leaving, bye," Chen Yuyan and Shen Dong got into the car and left.
Watching the Bentley King vanish, Chen Yuting then walked away.
It would be a lie to say she felt no envy.
But she harbored no regrets and had accepted everything with equanimity.
Some people, some things, once gone, are truly gone; there's no need to dwell on them.
Looking ahead to the future is the right way to embrace life.
...
In the car.
Chen Yuyan remarked with emotion, "Yuting has really changed, she's different from before."
Shen Dong, driving, simply said, "That's a good thing."
Chen Yuyan nodded, "It is good, indeed. I hope she can find her own happiness."
Shen Dong smiled and said nothing more.
In a blink of an eye, the 20th arrived.
That noon, Chen Yuanxiang hosted a banquet at the Huaguan Hotel near his home.
He invited close relatives and friends, totaling six tables.