Living inside the Soul-Nurturing Wood, Feng Yan could actually still hear sounds from the outside world.
After she died, for some reason, her ghost had never gone to the Netherworld.
Instead, she had been bound to Feng Xiying's side, unable to move even a meter away from her.
Remembering Silly Shen, whom she had seen before her death, she rather wanted to go see him now.
She and Silly Shen had actually been close. Because they had both been busy with their respective careers, their wedding had kept getting postponed.
Had she known they would never reach their happy ending, she would never have become engaged to him while she was alive.
He was such a good person. He deserved someone wonderful who loved him dearly.
Growing up, she had never felt the slightest warmth or familial affection in the Feng Family.
Yet everything she had never received from the Feng Family, the Shen Family had given her selflessly, without holding anything back.
After learning that someone had reported Grandpa Shen to the authorities, she had used her connections to investigate. Even so, she had never expected Feng Xiying to be so deranged as to do something that utterly monstrous!
She had gone to find Feng Xiying that day because she wanted to ask her face-to-face why she had done it.
But before she could get an answer, she had met with an accident.
She had long since stopped expecting anything from the Feng Family. Even when she heard that inner voice recount all the grievances she had suffered at Feng Xiying's hands over the years, her emotions did not stir in the slightest.
In the Feng Family, she was simply someone superfluous.
If possible, she would have liked to visit Silly Shen in a dream and ask him not