She felt awful again when she thought about him being married.
"20 years already?" Mo Yesi nodded calmly, but still sounded distant. "Then you should know me well enough to know that even my closest friends, or my family, in fact, can cross my bottom line."
Shen Rou's expression changed instantly.
She blinked tentatively. "Ah Si…"
Mo Yesi cut her off unpleasantly. "I don't know what you said to Mianmian; she didn't tell me about it. But I hope you weren't finding trouble with her. If our years of friendship still matter to you, then you'd better be good to her.
"She's someone I care about. I don't expect you to treat her the way I do, but at the very least, I hope you treat her well on my account."
"If you can't even achieve that, then it's best we don't see each other often."
Shen Rou clenched her fist, digging her nails into her palm. "So… she's your bottom line now?"
