"I feel in my heart that it was my own powerlessness in having my body taken from me that led to these consequences; it's unrelated to anyone else,"
Lin Xintu, though speaking indifferently, stared at my hand clutching her sleeve. Her reddened eyes turned even redder, "Su Wan, why were you able to recognize me at a glance? How did you know I was not Xinmei?"
"Because of the aura, you two have completely different auras." I blurted out without thinking, then paused, "Of course, it's also because I trust my grandfather, who is also your grandfather. He is fair in his dealings. Lin Xinmei has done many wrongs that are too numerous to document, so how could he let Lin Xinmei deliver clothes?"
"Yes." Lin Xintu's eyes flickered with tears, then she quickly lowered her head to hide them.
The fingers resting on her knee curled tightly.
I silently waited for a while, letting her compose herself, and then asked softly, "Can you talk about what happened with Qing Li?"
