After listening to Sister Ran's words, Zhang Xian's heart was in turmoil. She knew that Sister Ran coming to her definitely wouldn't mean anything good or say anything pleasant. However, upon hearing this, it was something she couldn't have imagined even if she cracked her brain. Zhang Xian tried to act indifferent, but she couldn't help feeling weak all over. When she attempted to force out a smile, it simply wouldn't come.
Sister Ran saw her in this state and didn't stop. She twirled a lock of her hair, smiled, and said, "Actually, everyone in the Marquis Mansion and the East Mansion knows that my father has only my aunt in his heart. My father is a cold person, and he only smiles in front of my aunt. In all these years, I've seldom seen it myself. As a child, witnessing all this truly pains me. After all, my aunt is also father's woman, yet now she has become a stranger to him. But I've learned to let go; human relationships are due to fate, not something you can insist upon."
