"I haven't broken up with He Nan yet, you're comforting me now, isn't it a bit early?" From what just happened, Fu Hua didn't seem to be an unreasonable person, so Shen Mianmian, who disliked unnecessary worries, wasn't too concerned.
"I'm just offering you some preemptive comfort. If that day really comes, would you even be able to listen to these words?"
Shen Mianmian smiled, nonchalantly said, "Don't worry, if that day really comes, I'll be able to let it go. There might not be many other things, but there's definitely no shortage of men."
She liked He Nan, and she might feel sad for a while, but she wouldn't fall into depression over it. Having once faced life and death, she had learned to take many things lightly.
If such a thing really happened, her priority for the rest of her life would probably be to earn money, to fill her coffers to the brim.
