"A difference in our underlying ways of thinking?" Lu Xiaoxiao murmured, repeating An Tingxue's words, a complicated look entering her eyes. "Hmm... I think you might be right."
Although An Tingxue had only offered a brief explanation, Lu Xiaoxiao already understood what she meant.
-She had transmigrated into a novel. In reality, she had been an ordinary wage earner, raised in an environment completely different from that of a wealthy young master like Ji Yunhuai. Naturally, she cared more about fairness for ordinary people.
But to Ji Yunhuai, having resources favor him and the people around him was probably the most natural thing in the world. That was how he had lived his entire life, and it was also why he had earned the name "Mischievous Tyrant" in the Imperial Capital.
Although what Ji Yunhuai had actually done was nowhere near as bad as the rumors suggested, he must have long since grown used to people making way for him in all sorts of situations. So when it came to her, he had given her a "leg up" in keeping with his habitual way of thinking.
He probably found it very difficult to genuinely believe he had been wrong.
People were shaped by their environments.
Honestly, if Lu Xiaoxiao had grown up in an environment like his, she could hardly guarantee that she would still care about fairness the way she did now.
But that was a pointless hypothetical, so Lu Xiaoxiao stopped dwelling on it. The anger she felt over the incident itself had already drained away like air from a balloon punctured by a needle, leaving a sense of helplessness she did not quite know how to describe.
"Anyway... I definitely won't interfere with how he handles his own affairs. Even if we get together someday, I still