Zhang Meiqin: ...
Song Huanyan: Meiqin, you definitely shouldn't try this trick. Qiao Chuchu succeeded with it, but you won't!
Zhang Meiqin: ...
Yue Xiaowan: Right, Meiqin, Qiao Chuchu's success can't be replicated! Don't go chasing after Fu Ziqian and humiliate yourself.
Zhang Meiqin: When did I ever say I was going to chase Fu Ziqian?
Song Huanyan: Haven't you always had a thing for Fu Ziqian, wanting to snatch him from Qiao Chuchu?
Zhang Meiqin: I was just thinking about it.
An Yue: Even thinking about it is off-limits.
Yue Xiaowan: Even thinking is a crime.
Song Huanyan: From now on, you can't even think about it.
Zhang Meiqin: ...
Qiao Chuchu: ...
Right now, she doesn't know what to say. Her heart is so tired.
She genuinely wanted to clear things up, but now... she really doesn't know what she can say anymore.
She might as well just go to sleep.
Just as Qiao Chuchu put down her phone, a heavy hand rested on her waist.
