"Went overseas for a month and there's nothing fun to tell me about?"
Sitting beside Qiao Xinran, Mo Yichen asked casually.
Qiao Xinran paused, then nodded earnestly, "Yeah, on the plane to Paris, I met your stunning fiancée. She's nice, clingy like a little bird, with a good personality. She even smiled when I told her we grew up together as childhood friends, and she was especially sweet to me, which shows she's accommodating. If you ever stray after marriage, I suppose she won't be the type to cry, make a fuss, or threaten suicide."
Mo Yichen's expression darkened a few shades the moment Qiao Xinran started talking, and as he watched her increasingly radiant smile, he felt a fire burning in his heart, making him restless.
Qiao Xinran noticed and felt a sense of despondency deepening within her.
It seemed he still cared. Hearing that she had bullied his fiancée made his face turn like that.
