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"So what now?"
In an instant, Wen Mian asked, and Zhao Moxuan fell silent.
Zhao Moxuan himself wasn't sure what his feelings truly were.
On one hand, he felt it was a pity to give up on Pei Qingqing; on the other, he didn't want to cut ties with Wen Mian.
But in the end, Zhao Moxuan wanted both.
Since Pei Qingqing had abandoned him, he had no choice but to seek another path.
"You and Pei Qingqing have nothing to do with each other, so why come to me?"
Out of the blue, Wen Mian laughed out loud.
She instantly saw through the man's little schemes.
"So, to put it simply, you're treating me as a backup, right? Since Pei Qingqing isn't paying you any attention, you can turn your spearhead and focus onto me, is that it?"
The exposed Zhao Moxuan inevitably felt a bit embarrassed.
He twitched the corners of his mouth, remaining silent for a long while.
But inside, his mind was in the midst of a storm, searching for the right words to answer Wen Mian.
