C28 To think that it was actually a dream

Su Wanbai lied on her bed, her mind a mess.

She should be happy that Murong Aotian was dead, so she could finally get rid of this underworld messenger like man. But why didn't she feel any sense of joy? Unknowingly, a warm liquid fell from the corner of her eyes. She raised the back of her hand to gently caress it. Tears, indeed tears. Were they tears of sadness? Impossible