"Susu, is this how you treat Ling Yuanhang?" Bai Xiaoyan, having heard the news of Suxin's impending marriage, rushed over immediately.
This was a restaurant, their favorite Sichuan Restaurant, where they often ate. It was still early and not many people were inside. When Bai Xiaoyan called out like that, suddenly everyone turned to look at them.
Suxin quickly lowered her head in embarrassment, "Xiaoyan, keep your voice down."
"How can I stay calm when you are like this?" Even though she said this, Bai Xiaoyan still lowered her voice, but lowering her voice didn't mean her anger was reduced. "Who was it that desperately loved only Ling Yuanhang, but after waiting so many years, when Yuanhang finally came back, and you finally got together with him as you wished, you fell in love with someone else! Weren't you the most faithful one? How could you change so suddenly?" Bai Xiaoyan accused angrily.
