It was before dawn.
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Rao Xue was ecstatic, a kind that made her hysterical.
She loved Zhou Mikang, and there was no doubt about it; she had always hoped that one day she could win his favor.
She also knew the reason he wasn't marrying—he couldn't let go of a past relationship.
Therefore, she patiently waited, knowing that when a man's heart harbored another woman, no amount of effort would suffice; thus, waiting was preferable.
She had finally grown up but never got a chance to get close to him. Her sister had been in a relationship, and seeing her sister's happiness, she had always longed for her own to arrive. Her sister knew her feelings well and had advised her many times that Zhou Mikang was not a suitable husband, that she should marry a man who was attentive and caring.
But she just liked him, and no matter how much her sister advised, she couldn't let go.
