The depression of the rich really is something beyond the comprehension of the common folk. Could it really be just as someone said, that the lives of the wealthy are always so dull and uninteresting?
Qiuxiao Yunai sat ungracefully on the edge of the corridor as she continued, "That's why I say it's strange. I've even heard from doctors that the girl was always so gentle towards everyone, always smiling, the quiet and well-mannered type of lady. But this incident about the wish to alter her look has always been suppressed; after all, her father is still a party leader. If unsettling rumors like this came out, that party's reputation could plummet overnight."
The more I heard, the more preposterous it seemed. Would the well-mannered type even think about getting plastic surgery? It just didn't add up.
But that was all the information Qiuxiao Yunai had, and Beichuan Si had to nod, "I understand the situation you're describing."
