Chi Yunxi and her group of four left, and as the onlookers saw that there was nothing interesting going on, they gradually dispersed, leaving Hu Jiaying still standing frozen.
The anger in her heart surged like a wave stirred by the wind, and as the wind subsided, it gradually calmed down, but in her ears, all she could hear were the words Chi Yunxi had just said.
Hu Jiaying hadn't expected that something known only to her and her family would be known by Chi Yunxi.
Her talent for painting, even Qiu Ze didn't know.
No, to be precise, he knew, but he had never cared.
Yet, not only did Chi Yunxi know, when she talked about it just now, there was actually a hint of regret and pity in her eyes?
Recalling Chi Yunxi's expression when she spoke, Hu Jiaying confirmed that she hadn't seen it wrong.
Hu Jiaying had always considered Chi Yunxi a rival in love, but she never thought that one day, she would be appreciated and pitied by her own rival.
