Song Yujun looked at Shen Hanqian, her cheeks immediately filled with bitterness. "Qianqian, not all women are as lucky as you, he's not going to marry me!"
"If he likes you so much, it must mean that things aren't so good between him and his wife..." Shen Hanqian said weakly, unable to bear the sight of her friend's pained expression.
Especially now that she seemed to have obtained happiness, she felt even more uneasy!
Song Yujun patted her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "You're still the same, always thinking that shared joy is double joy. You've found happiness, so just enjoy it openly, it's your own affair, you really don't need to worry about my feelings!"
"Yujun..."
"Look at you, feeling guilty again!" Song Yujun put down her coffee cup and accused her discontentedly. "Shen Hanqian, let me tell you, don't flaunt your sense of superiority in front of me, I don't like to see it, OK?"
"Pfft, alright, it's my fault!" Shen Hanqian's tangled emotions finally relaxed a bit.
