Song Qinghuan shook her head: "No!"
Zhan Jie's lips tightened, her gaze suddenly turned strange: "I don't know what's between you two, but I know he really likes you. He's been drinking every day, like he's half-alive. If I hadn't accidentally heard him say, 'Huanhuan will ignore me forever', I wouldn't have known it concerns you too. Did you two have a fight?"
Hearing this, Song Qinghuan furrowed her eyebrows and explained: "We didn't have a fight. I just clarified things with him that there's no possibility between us."
Zhan Jie examined Song Qinghuan with an exploring gaze, as if studying something, then sneered: "I just found out today how much of a hypocrite you are. If you really don't like him, why didn't you clarify it earlier? Instead, you've been leading him on ambiguously, leaving him in this half alive state. You rejected him because you found someone better, right?"
