Libeja was the name she used when modeling. Back home, taking off her high heels, she became her mother’s obedient daughter again, named Qiu Yuting.
She never knew she was so famous until one day when walking on the street, fans recognized her, crowding around for autographs, almost causing a traffic jam. Only then did she discover that many people loved her.
All of this, eight years ago, she absolutely hadn’t anticipated.
But… her heart’s medicine could never be obtained, so what could she use to treat it? Was this strange illness destined to be terminal, impossible to ever recover from?
As a “laughing” model, how could she not smile?
She had always been a dedicated person who would not avoid work just because of her mood. Only when absolutely necessary did she hide in this suburban area, hoping that the fresh air and fragrant grass could heal her wounds. But the company kept calling her to come back every day, so what should she do?
At six in the afternoon, it was Xiao Tong’s piano lesson time. After sending her sister to school, she wandered around the nearby streets.
Since her mother remarried, she had been traveling with her dear husband for more than half the year. A few days ago, she said something about making up for their honeymoon and flew to Japan again. Her honeymoon was so strange, how could she keep making up for it? She clearly remembered that during their wedding, they had already spent a good while in Hawaii – didn’t that count?
It was a pity for the sisters, left unattended at home. As the older sister, she was burdened with maternal responsibilities, truly suffering.
A elegant coffee shop caught Qiu Yuting’s eye. Pushing open the door, she decided to sit quietly for a few minutes, flip through a magazine, and have a drink.
There weren’t many customers inside. In a quick glance, she unexpectedly saw a familiar figure sitting not far away.
Jia De!
She almost called out, but in the instant before shouting, she realized she had recognized the wrong person.
No, this wasn’t the person she had been thinking about day and night. This was just a similar silhouette.
Moreover, her Jia De had always been impeccably dressed in a suit, while the person before her was wearing only a casual sweatshirt.
