Many times, not caring and not liking are equated. Ling Weiyang knew this very well, so when she stared at Luo Ran, she could clearly feel the sour pain settling in her heart. The thorny road she had paved for herself was nothing more than a broken contract in Luo Ran's eyes. In the end, it was still not worth the slightest bit of what that man had given her.
Sometimes, there is a connection between not caring and liking. Luo Ran knew this very well, although she was once vague about it. So when she stood on the student union podium and looked down at Ling Weiyang, she could see the flickering sadness in her smile. The path she chose for herself was just a resignation letter in Ling Weiyang's eyes, but it couldn't compare to the little things that woman gave her.