Shen Weimin knew she wasn't just single-minded; she also had a passive nature. Unless pushed into a corner, she was adept at burying her head in the sand, and her ability to endure was remarkable.
'Take how she dealt with her enemy, Fang Jun, for example. Of course, part of it was my own selfish desire for her not to lose that drive for revenge, fearing that if she let go of her anger, she might lose her will to live.'
'But for anyone with a normal way of thinking, who would have imagined she'd actually use a slow, soft knife to wear her enemy down to his death? And yet, that's exactly what she did, pursuing it with single-minded determination.'
'The story goes that after that bastard Fang Jun finally kicked the bucket, she let go and passed away, too. If I wasn't so sure that bastard was truly my wife's mortal enemy…'
'If it had been anyone else, I would have suspected that all that hatred had somehow turned into love. But this was his Changqing. He understood her.'
