Staring at Song Yan, Mrs. Ling said agitatedly, "I think you're a much better option too. You're unmarried and childless. I too think it's a shame that you and Ciye are no longer together. Song Yan, that's all for today. I'll go look for Ciye now."
"Auntie, don't get angry. Talk things over with him calmly."
Mrs. Ling nodded and rushed out with her purse in hand.
Song Yan remained in her seat and stared out of the window at Mrs. Ling's figure, a malicious look in her eyes.
She sought help from a fortune-teller to change her fate, but to no avail.
Yet, Song Yan still refused to resign herself to fate even until now.
She really did not want to.
She seemed to be able to imagine what Mrs. Ling's confrontation with Ling Ciye would be like. In fact, she hoped that Mrs. Ling's intervention would give him some pressure.
Things did turn out the way she hoped for them to, actually.
