However, what was strange was that she wasn't as angry or devastated as she had imagined she would be.
Instead, there was a sense of... "I knew it," "what's meant to be will be" kind of fatalism.
Even mixed within it was a bit of relief, for which she could hardly find words, at the potential for some kind of "sisterly alliance" in the future.
These complex emotions were something she couldn't untangle herself, eventually turning into a barely audible sigh.
She didn't say anything further, but silently started the car, steadily driving toward Kaiyuan Mansion.
...
When He Xinzhu returned to her cousin Li Luoxi's place, it was already early morning on New Year's Day.
Li Luoxi hadn't slept yet and was curled up on the sofa watching the New Year's Eve gala on TV.
