"Do you think I'd believe him over you? You heartless little girl, betrayed Ada and me, ran off abroad for some dirty money, claiming to further your studies – turned into a shameless paparazzo?"
Qiao Anlu kept swearing incessantly.
Zhao Anqi listened and then asked, "Did you come today just to scold me?"
"What else did you think? That I missed you?" After saying that, Qiao Anlu felt a bit awkward.
Zhao Anqi lowered her head and smiled, walked up to her, and said, "About what happened two years ago... I'm sorry. It's not that I didn't have a choice – I willingly chose it. Two years without seeing each other, won't you give me a hug?"
"Get away from me, don't make me sick!" Qiao Anlu retreated a step in disgust.
Without hesitation, Zhao Anqi stepped forward and hugged her, "I heard you're still just as spoiled, with no friends at all. Have you been waiting for me to come back?"
