Sitting in the car, she still felt somewhat cold. Turning on the heater, warm air hit her face, and she began to feel a bit better.
But deep down, she did acknowledge there was some truth in Yun Ya's words. Perhaps she, too, had a malicious side... Shaking her head, she chased away those negative thoughts. Xiangxiang, after all, was someone she had watched grow up from childhood; she couldn't just stand by and watch her youth slip away.
Yun Ya really didn't need to tell her all this, but she had. Why?
It was only now that Bai Ran had the luxury to consider these things. Perhaps Yun Ya saw her as someone trustworthy, someone to confide the truth in. This realization made Bai Ran somewhat happy; at the very least, Yun Ya didn't see her as an outsider.
