Lu Chenyu seemed oblivious to it all, sitting there as if he didn't care about Xu Lan's past at all. The spacious living room was filled with Qin Lu's voice, which, if described with one word, Xu Lan thought "righteous indignation" would be the most fitting. Over the years, whenever the night was quiet, Xu Lan would indulge in the past and find herself unable to extricate herself.
No one has ever blamed her for what happened with Chen Yiran. Dongcheng naturally wouldn't blame her, and her father has been in a deep sleep. Even so, Xu Lan still felt an unbearable pain. This kind of pain could only be truly understood and felt by herself.
At this moment, Qin Lu's sarcastic words were ringing in her ears, but Xu Lan thought he was right. Perhaps only in this way could she alleviate some of h
