For a moment, Mo Roulan found herself in a very different place after Grandfather He completed his words.
It was a place where she never wanted to reach in her present life.
It was a place where her weak self would start to control over her strength she had gathered in all these years.
Her fingers trembled.
'Why are so weak again?
Didn't you know that it was supposed to happen in this life also?
What had you thought? Just because you changed your path … He Jian will also perhaps never marry Shen Yiling?'
A voice inside her mind said and a faint ache spread through Mo Roulan's heart.
The pain was good actually because it made her aware what she was doing.
Mo Roulan instantly composed herself.
With clenched fists, she told herself again and again.
'She didn't love He Jian now.'
She didn't love him now.
To her, the only thing that mattered was her family.
And it was kind of easy this time.
