On her feet, she was truly wearing the glass slippers from the fairy tales.
Later, Shen Weiyi became the perfect goddess in everyone's eyes, endlessly glamorous, always the center of attention under the spotlight, but no one knew that her dreams had long since shattered.
She could no longer remember when it started, but those two men wandered farther and farther from her world, so far that even their figures were invisible.
It seemed that even if she spent her whole life, she wouldn't be able to grasp them.
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After the sound of footsteps faded, Wanxia slowly walked into the office, and Secretary Liu sensibly closed the door for her superior.
Wanxia had her arms behind her back, her fair fingers hooking onto the strap of her bag, as she twirled at the office door.
