Chapter 427 : Persisting Forward

• Ma Weiwei used to think that it was her Eden, the beginning of her dreams. Little did she know that she was just one of the countless puppets decorating this luxurious house.
• Ma Weiwei didn't know how she returned home from Donghuang. On her way back, she stumbled and walked unsteadily, attracting the attention of passersby. Her face was covered with a layer of melancholy, like a veil of sorrow.
• As if listening to Ma Weiwei's heart, the weather started pouring rain.