Wu Taotao ordered takeout, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating while seriously listening to Ningwan rant.
"That's how it happened. What do you think, why is he angry?" Ningwan asked.
Wu Taotao thought for a moment, holding a chicken leg in hand, and commented, "I think he's angry because you didn't listen to him and went to see Feng Jiuzun. That's poaching; he'd definitely be upset."
"Didn't I stop Feng Jiuzun from poaching? I firmly refused," Ningwan said.
"But going to see Feng Jiuzun was wrong in his eyes. Think about it, if you knew a woman had feelings for Zhan Hanjue and he went to see her, wouldn't you be angry?" Wu Taotao retorted.
Ningwan scoffed, "I'm not that petty. Just me? Who would even try to poach from me? I wouldn't be mad."
"You're just being stubborn," Wu Taotao shook her head and took a big bite of the chicken leg.
Ningwan didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.
The next morning, Ningwan heard the schoolgirls gossiping at school.
