No one could figure out this whole act of Xia Zhaoyun's. If it wasn't true love, then what was she after?
Sure, the Song Family had found their biological daughter, and perhaps there was no longer a place for her there. But she was beautiful, had a job, and had grown up with many of the second-generation kids from the factory families.
No matter how you looked at it, there was no need for her to get entangled with a man who was gone.
A good reputation was nice, but it wasn't as practical as finding a caring man to settle down with!
Xia Zhaoyun cupped the mug with both hands and took a small sip of the brown sugar water. A cloying sweetness lingered in her mouth, laced with a faint trace of bitterness.
She curved her lips into a slight smile and shook her head. "You're still young, miss. You haven't experienced a love that's etched into your very soul. Once you find it, you'll understand. There is only that one person; everyone else is just settling."
