"You don't need to explain so much to me; I'm not anyone to you, and even if this lady has some sort of relationship with you, I wouldn't mind," Song Yuhan said, yet she felt somewhat displeased deep down.
If this girl were an ugly duckling, that would be one thing, but the problem was that the girl's beauty was not inferior to hers, which left Song Yuhan with a faint sense of loss in her heart.
She couldn't fathom what was so special about Ye Wudao, this bumpkin, that girls were actually seeking him out. Sometimes, the thoughts of women are just that strange. As the saying goes, no one wants to farm barren fields, but once tilled, everyone fights over them.
"Miss, come here and sit down, let's eat something together." Song Yuhan, whether intentionally or unwittingly, suddenly invited Duan Susu to sit down, which made Ye Wudao feel quite... frazzled.
