Qiao An received an anonymous text message asking to meet her. From the message and the tone of the other party, Qiao An guessed her identity—Wei Xin.
Those dark times three years ago came flooding back into her mind because of Wei Xin. She clenched her fists. She wanted to completely isolate the past from her life. But she knew that before her three children acknowledged their ancestors, she would never be able to do so.
Qiao An put on simple makeup and went to the place where she had arranged to meet Wei Xin.
In the distance, she saw Wei Xin sitting by the window of the tea bar. After not seeing her for three years, other than the branded clothes she was wearing that showed her success, her haggard face and low spirits showed her failure in life.
Qiao An's lips curved into a gloating smile.
She walked over elegantly and sat opposite Wei Xin before she could speak.
