Shanshan Ruan felt that Su Xiaowan was the bane of her life, having snatched away everything she had, and she could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything about it. When the other party had nothing on her, she couldn't touch her, let alone today when she was not what she once was?
The more Shanshan Ruan knew, the more helpless she felt, and there was hardly any admiration. But this envy, like relentless waves, this pain of never being able to possess, was constantly battering and eroding her heart. If a person could succeed in one area, it might be due to diligence; if they made achievements in two fields, that was talent.
But Su Xiaowan, no matter the field in her career, she was so successful, not to mention how stable her family life was, and even having children, she was more impressive than others. She had received praise from her in-laws and protection from her own family. This omnipotent Su Xiaowan still appeared so leisurely and content.
