"Did you get drunk?" Xiao Su asked, "You know I don't care about her."
"I don't care if you care or not," Han Fangli laughed, "But Cheng Yuqing once said something that makes sense: it's rare to find someone sincere. She did have a period of true feelings for you, and I'm a bit envious."
"Now, all her true feelings are given to Song Mo, won't be given to anyone else."
He felt it.
Perhaps the two of them really could be happy for a lifetime, the more he thought about it, the sadder it became.
"Deal with your own sorrow." Xiao Su replied, hanging up the phone, prompting Han Fangli to laugh aloud.
Wasn't he a bit concerned, too?
During that minute of silence, what was Xiao Su thinking?
Probably only the person themselves knows.
The next day.
"The eighth of next month."
In the private room, Xiao Su suddenly mentioned a date, attracting everyone's attention.
Han Fangli was the first to react: "Engagement date?"
