This person, really, their mouth is filled with nothing but lies, Gu Yan thought as if her heart was a clear mirror.
If she hadn't known that Ye Ranran was Jun Mochan's wife, she might have targeted Ye Ranran, but now that she knew.
She wasn't foolish enough to clash with Jun Mochan.
"I don't mind being your secret lover," Gu Yan's large eyes fluttered as she silently flirted with him.
Song Ze's reply was heartless, "Sorry, I'm not interested in you."
Such words were hurtful, especially to a proud woman.
Gu Yan wanted to storm off, but she couldn't let it go; she wanted to see some other expression on that always cold face.
Like how Jun Mochan cared for Ye Ranran.
Her encounters with Jun Mochan were few—just once or twice, and each meet-up was brief, but they were all high society people.
Who doesn't wear a mask?
But such a person could openly show their concern for Ye Ranran in front of others.
