Yulan was completely dazed. She hid in the garden beside the experimental building and sat blankly on a small stone stool for a full hour.
Her heart was filled with resentment and hatred, but even more so with a profound sense of powerlessness. She had tried so, so hard, but life was unpredictable; still she could not attain the life she wanted.
Seeing that the sun was already setting, she stood up, rubbed her face to make her expression look less stiff, and prepared to leave.
Chapter 117