Feng Nuo was well aware that her little secrets could never be hidden from He Qianhui.
Since she had already poked through this layer of paper, she admitted it.
"Xiaohui, can't you let me have some little secrets in front of you? You really are something."
He Qianhui burst into laughter, "Since that's the case, I'll have an easier time picking out clothes for you. But does he know you feel this way?"
He Qianhui hadn't inquired about Feng Nuo's romantic life for a long time and was worried about her.
Who knew Feng Nuo would sigh and say, "We broke up a long time ago. I knew from the start that we were never meant to be."
He Qianhui was surprised, "You really broke up? Then what was the reason you couldn't continue?"
Had He Qianhui not asked, Feng Nuo would not have wanted to bring up the matter.
But now that she was asked, why not just consider her someone to confide in?
