Just got a call from Qiao An, could it be... related to Qiao An?
Lin Qinqin bit her lip and lowered her eyes. She knew very well that anything concerning Qiao An could easily stir his emotions and draw all his attention.
His love for Qiao An was never hidden, nor did it need to be restrained.
And Qiao An's influence on him was immense.
Lin Qinqin couldn't quite describe her feelings at the moment, a mix of sour and bitter, with some discomfort.
Though she had already warned herself not to get entangled with him anymore, knowing it was destined to lead nowhere.
Fang Feixue's words still echoed in her ears.
The person involved may be confused, but the observer sees clearly. Fang Feixue saw more clearly than she did and knew that getting entangled with Lu Yin would only be history repeating itself.
"Sigh."
Unknowingly, a sigh escaped her lips.
