Xiao Qingcang glanced at Song Yujun with a hint of derision. "You consider her a friend, yet now she has made you her enemy!"
"That's why I need your help!" Song Yujun blocked his path. "Mr. Xiao, seriously, even if it means lying to her, could you help her forgive me, please?"
Xiao Qingcang curved his lips slightly and asked oddly, "Were you really that close?"
"We've known each other for more than ten years, always been the best of friends. She shared her innermost thoughts with me, and I shared mine with her. When I was sick and no one cared for me, it was her who looked after me. She often cooked for me and helped clean up. Mr. Xiao, would you say that's not close?"
Xiao Qingcang, seeing her concern for Qianqian, couldn't help but exclaim, "But isn't it common nowadays for close friends to become enemies? I've always thought the relationship between female friends is very delicate and complex!"
