Lu Fengxuan was so speechless she didn't even want to speak.
However, the "irritation" on her face was interpreted by Jiang Che as something else entirely.
With a contrived show of deep affection, he looked at her and said, "Xiao Xuan, I really had feelings for you in the past, but sadly fate has not been kind to us. We were destined to meet but not destined to be together; however, our friendship from childhood will never change."
Lu Fengxuan really wanted to laugh, "Mr. Jiang, aren't you in a hurry to deliver flowers? It's better not to waste words with me here, please just go."
"Xiao Xuan, I wouldn't harm you; your little uncle is truly not a good person. Staying by his side, you'll inevitably be harmed by him sooner or later!"
Although Jiang Che had decided to officially pursue Lu Sirong, he didn't want Yu Chiyin to have too good of a time either.
