Weimo furrowed her brow. She did not remember Lin Anyu having any romantic interest in Zhao Yan in her previous life, so she had never considered such a possibility. But watching them now, it seemed Lin Anyu had been coveting Zhao Yan for a long time. Zhao Yan also appeared to be aware of this, deliberately keeping his gaze cold and refusing to look her way.
Her fingertips stirred slightly. Suddenly, she felt a wave of sorrow for Su Wanzhao. That woman was still waiting in the prayer hall for her close friend to rescue her, yet her friend’s target was none other than her own husband.
Just as she was thinking this, a pair of purple silk embroidered shoes with golden vine patterns stopped before her. She slowly lifted her eyes, meeting Lin Anyu’s condescending gaze. The corners of Lin Anyu’s mouth were curled in a mocking arc, her eyes filled with such disdain, as if she were inspecting some worthless object.
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