The affairs of the Ling Family didn't need her to manage. Even in the future, there would still be Wen Jichen. At that time, she naively thought so.
Now, the little princess raised with love in the Ling Family ultimately fell into the dust, entangled in the mundane world.
Someone who used to blush with just one drink, how many social events did she participate in, how much alcohol did she drink, to train up to the tolerance she has now?
This, perhaps, only Ling Qingan herself knows.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was trying to get close to Shen Ji, Ling Qingan stood up from her seat and turned to go to the restroom.
As she walked through the corridor, the noisy sounds grew fainter until they were completely inaudible. Only then did she let out a slight sigh. A slight breeze swept through, clearing her muddled mind a bit.
