Shen Weiyi could no longer remember how many times Mr. and Mrs. Lu had said 'sorry' to her over the past few days.
It's understandable why Mrs. Lu, Song Jingyuan, who was kind and loving, felt sorry for making promises to her only to break them; but Mr. Lu, Lu Zhengmao, who had a military background and a strong and decisive nature, was also like this?
She was the daughter of a servant. After her mother passed away, the Lu Family sheltered her, provided her a good living environment, and treated her like a daughter. She was the one who should feel grateful.
Even if this engagement that only a few people knew about broke off, it was reasonable.
Shen Weiyi did not understand why this was so.
"...Auntie, it's okay. I'm just feeling unwell and will be back in a while."
Shen Weiyi smiled slightly, politely removed Song Jingyuan's hand from the back of her hand, and then got up and quietly left through the side door.
