She cut her waist-length hair into a neat short haircut, and her bright and sexy clothes were replaced with monochrome cartoon T-shirts and wide-leg jeans.
Even her face, which was always heavily made up, was now bare.
Ni An no longer carries the worldliness of the past; instead, she exudes a faint sense of detachment and an inexplicable sadness.
If it weren't for the same face, Mingyao would have thought she had mistaken someone for someone else.
Ni An smiled slightly: "Thank you."
She bowed at a 90-degree angle, her attitude very sincere.
Mingyao opened and closed her mouth, wanting to ask many questions, but not knowing how to begin.
After thinking for a long time, she murmured, "How are you now?"
"President Pei gave me a chance out of respect for Sister Su, which allowed me to see Lin Bin's true colors."
After Pei Siyu took her away, he didn't send her to see the police. Instead, he locked her up and showed her surveillance videos of Lin Bin every day.
Ni An realized this belatedly.
She was insignificant in Lin Bin's heart, even a piece of trash that he could discard at will.
After Pei Siyu took her away, Lin Bin did nothing.
It wasn't until Lin Bin perished in the fire that she watched the news and Weibo for several days before she learned the truth about Lin Bin's "love" for her.
From the moment she first met Lin Bin, he had his eye on her and wanted to make her a scapegoat.
Without Lin Bin's psychotropic drugs, Ni An became much more clear-headed, and she came to understand things that she couldn't understand before.
It's no one's fault that we've ended up like this.
She herself was stubborn and deluded, indulging in pain.
Ni An used to naively hope that someone would save her from dire straits.
"I now realize that the only person who can save me is myself."
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