Lin Ruoxi read quickly, her beautiful eyes scanning the pages as the light in them gradually faded.
The young woman had thought she had relatives. Though she didn't know why Xue Rui had driven them away, she had actually been quite happy, as if there was a corner of the world where someone still remembered her.
But these relatives had come for money, not to reunite with their kin.
Flipping to the last page, she saw they had even guaranteed they would never come looking for her, and had sealed the promise with red thumbprints.
At this thought, the corners of the young woman's mouth turned down slightly.
Xue Rui watched the expression change on Lin Ruoxi's face, then crumpled the written guarantee and tossed it into the trash.
"Don't think about this stuff," Xue Rui said, patting Lin Ruoxi's head.
Even if Lin Ruoxi saw these relatives' true intentions now, as long as they shamelessly came back to play the victim and fish for sympathy, she would still end up being deceived.
