Dusk falls, and the lights are dim.
Yu Sangwan left the company, took the subway, and returned to the small apartment she shared with a friend.
"Here, here." Peipei with a face mask plastered on, jogged over to open the door.
Seeing Yu Sangwan, she was startled, "Emma, your face looks so pale... Did you see a ghost? Where did you go last night? You didn't go back to the An Family, did you?"
Yu Sangwan, exhausted, bypassed her and walked inside.
Peipei, with one hand on the face mask, muttered as she followed her. "I'm telling you, don't be soft-hearted. An Zihao is so worthless! Just because his family did you a favor, you don't have to endure everything!"
Yu Sangwan smoothed her hair, opened the fridge, took a bottle of water, and drank silently without speaking...
Yu Sangwan has no memory of her mother; her mother died in childbirth, and she never had a single sip of her mother's milk before she passed away, leaving father and daughter dependent on each other.
