For a moment, Su Nanxing felt darkness before her eyes, the world spinning, and her heart ached so intensely she almost couldn't stand.
Meng Qingxue was still saying, "Brother Beiyuan has long said he likes me, not just me as a person, but also my body. Su Nanxing, you are just his plaything to alleviate his loneliness!"
The phone fell to the ground, smashing with a crisp sound.
Li Huaiyu screamed, "My phone!"
Su Nanxing suddenly came to her senses, gave her a blank look, and then left without saying a word.
Li Huaiyu hurried to pick up the phone, frustratedly said, "What kind of person is that!"
Fortunately, the phone was alright, and the call was still ongoing.
She put the phone to her ear, "Qingxue? What did you say to that woman? She was pale as death, didn't say a word, and just slinked off."
Meng Qingxue said, "I didn't say much, just told her how good Brother Beiyuan is to me."
"I see, looking at her, she must have been quite shocked."
