Xiaosi dusted his coat and sighed. "It's just a joke, Zhi. Why do you even care? Those are old times I was talking about when…" his lips curled in a provocative smile, "you were with someone else. Why does it matter to you what I felt about Xinyi at that time?"
Xinyi's brows tensed up.
Zhiyuan coldly said, "Past or the present, I won't let your filthy remarks about her slide like that. If you cannot talk respectfully to her, then keep your mouth shut. I already made it clear to you. Don't involve Xinyi and Siying in your fight."
"Our fight, Zhiyuan," Xiaosi strangely became serious.
He smiled. "No, Xiaosi. It's only your fight because I have got no interest in a whiny child's fight who doesn't even want to come forward and clear things out. You are just acting like a stubborn child. And also because...I still hope to get my best friend back one day."
Xinyi faintly smiled.
