"I've never felt that you actually had anything going on with her."
Su Wanxin leaned against the headboard, watching him, and spoke at a leisurely pace.
"Zhang Xinjie likes you, whether you've noticed it or not, that's an indisputable fact."
Since the last time Zhang Xinjie set her up and privately boasted to her, Su Wanxin saw through it.
Zhang Xinjie disliked her because of Fu Shihan; she thought Fu Shihan saw Su Wanxin as an enemy, so she was eager to take Su Wanxin's side and thought about venting for Fu Shihan.
Su Wanxin remembered clearly something Zhang Xinjie said at the time. She said: "Shameless old woman, still trying to scheme on God Fu? Didn't you look at yourself!"
In Zhang Xinjie's eyes, Fu Shihan was a god. And Su Wanxin, was clearly just an annoying fly buzzing around the deity.
Therefore, when Su Wanxin saw the news online that day, she felt something was off.
