"… Chen Kai's cousin fell for your ex-boyfriend?"
Lu Jingyan: "…"
Song Xian: "Which one did he fall for? Got a picture?"
Lu Jingyan really wanted to reach through the phone and crack open Song Xian's skull to examine its structure.
She was genuinely sharing her feelings with her.
Song Xian: "He didn't fall for both of them, did he?"
"…"
Lu Jingyan, with her eyes closed, slowly exhaled, not even in the mood to argue: "Maybe."
Song Xian: "Then you need to be careful. You might still compete for a woman, but you have no advantage over men unless you go to Thailand. But knowing you, I advise you to think twice; by the time you come back from Thailand, your enthusiasm for him might just disappear."
Lu Jingyan was silent for a few seconds: "Song Xian."
Song Xian: "Hmm?"
Lu Jingyan, dead serious, suggested: "You should resign."
Song Xian: "Why?"
"Because I think it would be a real waste if you didn't pursue a full-time career in writing novels with that imagination of yours."
