Dong Huiying was too perceptive, as if she could see through everything, including people’s hearts.
Just now, she had taken a long detour, and indeed, as she said, given their relationship, it was not easy to speak deeply to Li Luo, so she left so room for Li Luo.
Back then, the Yan family mistakenly thought Yan Xiyu was the Yan family’s bloodline and brought Yan Xiyu back to the Yan family.
From that ti, if Li Luo hadn’t followed Yan Xiyu to Dongcui City, none of this would have happened later.
But why did Li Luo choose to follow? Because she had her own selfish motives.
The Yan family, the Yan family in Dongcui City, is a wealthy family. As long as she followed, she could live a good life in the future.
At that ti, Li Luo was just a child. Even if she had so deliberations and plans, they wouldn’t have been too dark.
What she thought in her heart might have been very simple.
As long as she went to the Yan family with Yan Xiyu, based on their sisterly relationship at the ti, she was sure she could benefit from it.
There would be good food, good clothes, fun things, and her life would no longer be tight.
With a child’s imagination, even if realistic, it would be at most like this.
This was Li Luo’s selfish motive.
To put it bluntly, her intentions were not pure.
And what Dong Huiying thought was because of that yellow wooden bracelet.
Li Luo had said that the yellow wooden bracelet was her mother’s relic.
Before Yan Xiyu had established a foothold in the Yan family, she had many opportunities to ask for it back.
Even if Yan Xiyu refused to give it, as long as Li Luo insisted, she didn’t even know what Yan Xiyu ant to the Yan family.
If only she had been braver, or had a bit of determination, she could have exposed the matter and told the Yan Family Master that the yellow wooden bracelet was hers, and asked for help to get it back.
In doing so, the truth wouldn’t have been buried for so many years.
But why didn’t she?
Why did she act as if the bracelet was casually left behind by Yan Xiyu, and she was innocent and helpless?
No, she simply hadn’t tried, hadn’t put in the effort, and hadn’t taken her mother’s relic seriously.
...
Dong Huiying’s departure was also a sigh in itself.
Everyone has a selfish side, and she didn’t intend to morally coerce anyone.
However, if the roles were reversed, if she were Dong Huiying, no matter if her mother died early, no matter if she couldn’t rember her mother’s appearance, no matter if there was no feeling between mother and daughter, Dong Huiying would never let her mother’s relic fall into outsiders’ hands.
And Li Luo, it was because she realized this point and guessed what Dong Huiying was thinking, that she felt ashad and embarrassed.
She felt guilty, guilty for herself.
...
Dong Huiying put on a coat; she had a habit of wearing light colors inside and dark colors outside.
A light purple dress paired with a dark purple coat; she liked dressing this way.
A splash of erald green leapt into view; the other party had excellent Qinggong skills, reaching Dong Huiying in a few agile leaps.
The man was clear and handso, with a beautiful smile on his lips; it was the look Dong Huiying knew best, it was Yixuan.
"Not happy?"
Yixuan walked alongside Dong Huiying, who shrugged.
"Not really, just suddenly a bit sentintal."
People are fundantally different from one another.
"Maybe it’s just being old-fashioned."
She gave a smile.
Yixuan slowly reached out, hooked her palm, and then firmly held her hand.
He had heard the entire conversation between Dong Huiying and Li Luo.
He led her, naturally moving forward.
"It’s not being old-fashioned; it’s just different paths, different choices, different temperants."
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