In the afternoon breeze, Shu Zhihan sat alone on the swing, a lonely and strong heart swaying.

Her body swayed with the swing, as if telling the waves of her heart.

The sunlight shone on her through the gaps in the leaves, and the dappled light and shadow reflected the silence and helplessness on her face.

Her eyes were deep and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and despite the fog around her, her unwavering gaze remained unwavering.

Her hands gently gripped the swing's chains, each swing as if she were telling her own story.

Her face, despite its weariness, is still like a peach blossom in spring, blooming with tough and beautiful colors.

Her swing swayed in the breeze, and it seemed to be the only freedom she could find.

She closed her eyes, as if trying to put aside all her sorrows, all her worries, with the swing of the swing.

The sun, the breeze, the swings, it was all like her friend, accompanying her and comforting her.

She sat alone, as quiet as a painting.

Her figure looms in the swing, as if telling her inner world. It was a world of distress and hope, sorrow and joy. However, no matter how the world around her changes, she always sits there with determination, facing her inner world alone.

Shu Zhihan's swing swayed in the wind, as if telling her story. Every shake is like telling everyone that no matter how difficult the road ahead, she will persevere.

Her eyes were full of sorrow.

Mitsuki observed her expression and couldn't help but step forward and asked softly, "Miss, it looks like you're a little troubled, what's going on?"

Her voice was gentle and concerning, revealing deep sympathy and concern.

Her words were like a gentle wind, hoping to bring a trace of comfort to this troubled Shu Zhihan.

Hearing her voice, Shu Zhihan slowly raised her head and looked at Miyue, her eyes flashed with undried tears, but there was also a deep strength.

She bit her lower lip slightly, as if deciding whether to confide in her.

Shu Zhihan hesitated, unsure if she really should say it.

She knew Mitsuki, and if she knew about it, she might make a fuss.

After thinking about it, Shu Zhihan still decided to tell her the whole story, after all, if she didn't say it, she would definitely not give up, and she would not hesitate to pester herself to ask about it.

"I already know how my child didn't have it, and I already know who it is."

Hearing this, Miyue's eyes suddenly widened, and she shouted, "Miss, who are you talking about?"

"Yes...... It's a green lotus."

As soon as Shu Zhihan's words fell, he saw Miyue's face full of anger.

Mitsuki's heart was shocked, she saw the pain and helplessness in her expression, and also felt the temperature in her words.

She patted her shoulder lightly, frowned and said, "Miss, this matter must not be done so hastily, there must be an explanation, why did she do this? Why do you want to do that?"

"I understand it's sad for you, but remember that you're not alone anytime and anywhere," she said. Mitsuki's voice was full of strength and determination, and she hoped that her words would give her strength.

Shu Zhihan looked at Miyue deeply, and her eyes flashed with gratitude.

She nodded slightly, as if thanking her for her understanding and support.

Nan Xixi told Miyue everything that happened between Meng Haowen and Green Lotus.

Meng Haowen is a person who is not good at expressing himself, and he should not easily say his inner feelings, but this time, he blurted out that he really likes Green Lotus, so he must have already identified this woman.

Originally, for Shu Zhihan, if Green Lotus could really be with Meng Haowen, it would be nothing more than a beautiful thing.

When she knew she was in this world yet

When there are blood relatives, there are mixed feelings in my heart.

It took her a lot of time to get used to the sudden fact.

It's just that why, just when she was immersed in this net surrounded by family affection, she suddenly fell from this net that was not completely woven, which made her a little breathless.

She no longer knew how she should deal with it, and asked herself more than once, why?

Could it be that God just can't get used to her and doesn't want to let her have some happy moments?

Although she grew up in the Taishi Mansion since she was a child, everyone thought that she lived a life of fine clothes and food, but outside the high-walled compound, who could really understand what life was like inside that wall.

Compared with this kind of life, she even envied the green lotus, although the life was a little hard, at least she lived with her own brother and enjoyed the real family affection.

Nan Xixi told Miyue the story between Meng Haowen and Green Lotus.

She felt the pain in her heart surging like a tide, and the pain of losing her child was like a sharp dagger piercing directly into her heart.

And now, she has to come to terms with the fact that it's all about Green Lotus.

The 3rd sister she once regarded as intimate, the one who had accompanied her for countless days and nights, sharing her joys and sorrows, turned out to be the source of her pain.

Every time she thought of this fact, her heart felt like it was torn apart.

It was an unspeakable betrayal and blow that left her feeling deeply distressed and helpless.

She couldn't understand why Green Lotus would do such a thing, why she would let her suffer like this.

Now, it is really a bit difficult for her to accept this fact, to forgive Green Lotus, and to face her own pain.

Her heart is full of contradictions and struggles, and she wants to seek an answer, an answer that will allow her to understand it all.

But every time she thought deeply, her heart was filled with pain and doubt.

However, she has to face reality and has to find a way to deal with it all.

Maybe it's a tough process, but she has to persevere, for her own sake, no matter what, she has to find a way to accept this cruel truth.

Miyue's originally delicate facial features are full of resentment at the moment.

Her eyes, like the depths of the night, were filled with angry flames.

Her lips were pursed, as if she was trying to suppress the anger in her heart, and her skin became pale and bloodless, like winter snow, cold and unforgiving.

There was a painful sadness in her eyes.

It was a deep pain, like a heart cut by a sharp blade, and it hurt to the bone marrow.

Mitsuki's originally delicate facial features were tightly wrinkled together, and her eyes flashed with anger.

Her lips were tightly curled into a line, her breathing was rapid, each inhale was like a painful struggle, her hands clenched into fists, and her muscles bulged out, as if she was trying to suppress the anger in her heart.

There was a sharp chill in her eyes, like a sharp blade that could pierce anything that stood in her way.

At this moment, Mitsuki's heart has become cold and hard as iron, her hatred for Green Lotus burns like a fire, and her resentment against this world is as deep as night.

There was no expression on her face, only a deep indifference and detachment.

Mitsuki felt the anger in her heart unquenchable, like an enraged beast, and she turned and walked towards Midorihe's residence, determined to ask her about it.

As soon as she turned around to leave, she heard Shu Zhihan shouting behind her, "Miyue, where are you going?"

"I'm going to find her."

"Don't go."

Shu Zhihan was afraid that she would suffer a loss after she went, so she tried her best to stop her, but it seemed that she was also more than capable of doing so.

Her steps are heavy and firm, every step

It was like declaring her anger.

The air around her seemed to tense with her steps, forming a sense of foreboding, her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from excessive exertion.

When she arrives at Green Lotus's residence, her eyes are filled with determination and anger.

She slammed the door open, and rushed into the room with a cold gust of wind.

Midori looked up in surprise and looked at Mitsuki's angry eyes, a hint of panic flashed across her face.

Mitsuki didn't speak, she took a deep breath, and then asked in a deep voice, "What the hell is going on?" Her voice was filled with anger and disappointment, as if she had been betrayed.

Midori looked at Mitsuki, her heart racing, and she knew she couldn't hide it anymore.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Mitsuki's angry eyes again. Her fingers clutched the handkerchief in her hand, and her voice was weak and trembling: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Although Mitsuki didn't say what it was, for Green Lotus, his heart was already like a mirror, and everything was clear in his heart.

Hearing this answer, Mitsuki's anger was instantly ignited.

She took a step forward and approached the green lotus, "Excuse me? Is it useful to be sorry? Do you know what this means to my young lady?"

Midori looked up, tears glinting in her eyes, "I know, Mitsuki. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I just wanted to help her, I didn't expect it to cause her so much trouble."

Mitsuki looked at the green lotus, and she took a deep breath.

She was very angry in her heart, but for a moment her head was a little empty, and her mouth seemed to be bald, and she couldn't say it clearly.

"I really want to know how long your heart is, have you ever thought about how serious it is for our young lady to do such a thing, how sad she must be, and when will it be able to ease?"

Mitsuki's tone was very angry, and her hands were clenched into fists all the time.