"Besides, you have a childhood sweetheart and I didn't get mad at you, so you're allowed to have one, but I'm not allowed to have a childhood friend?" Qiao Yuxian said fiercely as she looked at him.
Gu Yanjing frowned and turned to look at her.
Qiao Yuxian put her hands on her hips, pouting as she looked at him: "Why are you being so fierce, I'm not afraid of you."
Gu Yanjing's jawline was tense with anger.
And Qiao Yuxian completely didn't understand what there was to be angry about.
She had nothing with Shen Wenyan; she married him, not Shen Wenyan. What was there to be angry about?
"Shen Wenyan and I are just like you and Lu Mengyi..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Gu Yanjing interrupted her, those three words squeezed out like through gritted teeth: "Not the same."
"How is it not the same? It's exactly the same," Qiao Yuxian retorted. "You're just a petty person and a big sourpuss."
Gu Yanjing: "......"
