Tu Juan was dismissive, thinking that if some old relic won, wouldn't she have to marry such an old man? Just the thought gave her chills.
But since it was her father's order, she had no choice but to comply, and her recent days had been quite difficult. In a fit of anger, she disguised herself and left the Tu Mansion.
On the street, the maid from the Tu Family looked pleased, "Miss, I didn't expect that because of your situation, the whole city has become lively. Probably only you could achieve this."
"Who cares? I just want to quietly be a beautiful woman," Tu Juan's eyes were calm, as if nothing could stir her heart.
She didn't believe in the so-called destined prince; she only believed in creating her own future happiness.
Truthfully, a walk outside improved her mood significantly, and as her spirits lifted, many forgotten memories spontaneously surfaced in her mind.
Perhaps she wasn't truly grown up yet, otherwise, why would she long for the past life?
