In the small bathroom of the spicy hotpot restaurant.
Ai Le clasped Gu Xiaoer's hands with both of hers, with an earnest and pleading expression, "Xiao Er, I can see that he truly cares about you."
Gu Xiaoer's heart soured, and her small, upturned nose turned red as well, murmuring, "I know." She turned her head and saw herself in the bathroom mirror, looking dejected.
"So when do you plan to forgive him?" Ai Le wished she could just shake her awake.
"Lele, I've noticed that ever since you discovered his identity, you've stopped taking my side..." she lamented. The shift from a male escort to a CEO had caused even her close friend's scales to unconsciously tip in his favor, and she felt a pang of jealousy.
