Du Qingyu and Su Hongxing sat under the parasol chatting for a while, then suddenly she said, "Qilan is rather fickle. It was outrageous of him to bring a woman home after marrying you."
Su Hongxing glanced at Du Qingyu, watching the slight dimples that danced on her beautiful face as she laughed. It was truly captivating.
She found herself staring just a bit too long, but her face showed no change at Du Qingyu's words.
"You should be more understanding of Qilan. That's just how he is, he has a habit of being infatuated with novelty, and I doubt it can be changed. Perhaps it's a common weakness of the Ye men. Yanhong was also a flirt, and Qilan's womanizing must have been inherited from him," Du Qingyu remarked, her smile fading, a touch of worry painted on her delicate face.
Su Hongxing remained silent, not offering any reaction.
Seeing her quiet, Du Qingyu laughed again, "Miss Su, your nature is quite stable."
