"Still so naive," Ms. Wang retorted to Rong Qingqing. "So, are you staying at Shen Manor waiting for your love with Shen Xingwei? Or waiting for your love with Shen Jue?"
"Daughter, don’t be foolish." Ms. Wang shook her head. "Women who live so stressfully age quickly."
"If you marry Shen Jue in the future, living like your father and me wouldn’t be bad. Don’t worry about how many women will be around Shen Jue. If you like a guy, you can still pursue him. In a way, it’s like you said about love—if you like each other, be together; if not, then part ways."
Ms. Wang tapped Rong Qingqing lightly on the forehead with her fingertip. "Don’t be so stubborn. No matter what way you choose to live, just make sure you’re happy."
"In this world, there aren’t only Shen Jue and Shen Xingwei. You can go out and see, there are plenty of men out there."
"Handsome, young, mature and stable, understanding, those who can sweet-talk you, those who will sing and dance to make you happy, those who will drink with you, those who will stay with you through the long nights, whatever type you want, there’s someone for that."
"You hold shares in two companies, and you’ll eventually inherit your father’s and my estate. You’re wealthy, so whatever type of man you want, you can have. Keep an open mind, living a little indulgently isn’t bad at all."
"Silly daughter, as long as you don’t give your heart away, no one can hurt you, understand?" Ms. Wang gently patted Rong Qingqing’s shoulder.
"Don’t expose your heart for others to see, to allow them to hurt it. Keep your heart well-hidden, and no one will be able to hurt you."
"Don’t be foolish and offer up your heart to give others a chance to hurt you. This is my advice to you as someone who’s been through this. Live freely, and you’ll be truly happy."
Having said this, Ms. Wang fell silent.
She stood behind Rong Qingqing, glancing at the time.
There were still five minutes left.
For those five minutes, Ms. Wang said nothing and just stood there, quietly accompanying Rong Qingqing.
When the time was up, she left immediately without staying a second longer.
Rong Qingqing sat there reflecting on the original owner.
It’s not surprising that the original owner lost the will to live right after losing Shen Xingwei.
Because, in her world, there was only the love of Shen Xingwei left.
After Shen Xingwei abandoned her, there really was nothing worth holding on to in her world.
Rong Qingqing thought, it’s indeed fortunate.
She still had her older brother as family.
So, she wasn’t willing to die.
Rong Qingqing went back to her room. As she entered, the butler was talking to Guo Lan about Shen Qiao’s classmate’s parents visiting Shen Manor again.
They had waited at Shen Manor for quite a while the previous day before leaving late at night, and they came back in the morning.
"Madam, they went to the school in the morning to arrange transfer procedures for their child," the butler said.
Shen Qiao was pleased to hear this.
"Great, I don’t have to be classmates with them anymore!"
"And then what?" Rong Qingqing asked as she walked closer.
The butler shook his head.
"Then let them keep waiting at the door. They can come in once they’ve sorted things out properly to our satisfaction," Rong Qingqing said.
"Huh?" Shen Qiao ran over to Rong Qingqing, "What else do they have to do?"
"You little fool, don’t ask." Rong Qingqing dodged Shen Qiao’s hand. "Silly as ever."
Shen Qiao wasn’t upset; she was used to Rong Qingqing’s sharp tongue.