Luo Ning awoke once more.
She sat in a room filled with an ancient charm.
Across from her, a middle-aged woman dressed like one from the late Qing period, was prattling on uninterruptedly.
"Ah Ning, in my heart, you will always be my daughter-in-law."
The woman wiped away a tear, "But Sichen has embraced new ideas, and during his time overseas, he found someone he likes and insists on divorcing you. I have no way to stop him."
"Don't worry, even if you are divorced, you are still part of our Huo Family, and I will cherish you just as my own daughter."
"As long as you keep your heart in it, once Sichen has had his fill of playing, who's to say he won't return to your side?"
Luo Ning had not yet accepted the original owner of the body's memories, thus she couldn't discern the exact situation.
But from the middle-aged woman's words, she picked up on two key elements.
