Ren Chuqing met Wen Muqing's gaze, "That's right, I don't care anymore."
"Jiang Huai... If my research is correct, he was your first love, wasn't he? Can someone truly forget their first love that easily?" Wen Muqing said with a sardonic smile as he approached Ren Chuqing, "Sister, didn't we just watch a film about first loves today? Don't they say that first loves are the hardest to forget?"
"Yes, Jiang Huai was my first love, but while some first loves are hard to forget, not all of them are like that. If that first love is like trash that makes you sick, what's wrong with wanting to forget it sooner?" Ren Chuqing said.
Wen Muqing suddenly burst into laughter, "So, Sister, are you saying that Jiang Huai is trash?"
"To me, he is trash," Ren Chuqing said.
"So even if Jiang Huai were to get married, Sister wouldn't care at all, would you?" he said.
"That's right," she replied without hesitation.
