She gave up the family they had built over five years, gave up their pair of children, because giving up was the easiest thing to do.
She threw herself into work wholeheartedly; for a whole year, trophies, applause, and rewards came in an endless stream.
Everything she had once given up in the name of so‑called love, in this one year, she took back one by one into her own hands!
Sometimes, standing on the podium, looking at the people below blessing her, she no longer looked forward to him being there; she felt that her mind was more mature than before, and that this was how she should have lived long ago.
Yang Qin had once written to her studio, but Qin Mu didn't open it and had someone return it.
Everything had become the past, so why bring up old things again.
As the people involved, their hearts were like clear mirrors.
Mu Yichen did call her on her birthday, but she didn't answer; as for Mu Yichen's birthday, she didn't bother with it at all.
