An Yan raised an eyebrow, "What about Fu Chenyu?"
An Yirou's eyes nearly burst with rage, "Did you find him a man?"
An Yan shrugged her shoulders, "Does he like men? I really don't know about his sexual orientation. But you're his fiancée, aren't you the one who should know best?"
"Stop pretending, An Yan. It was you, wasn't it? You bribed a gay man to mess with Chenyu to prevent him from having any personal feelings for you."
An Yan laughed out loud, looking at An Yirou as if she were looking at a clown. She snatched the other's bag and pulled out a voice recorder, "Tsk, trying to trap me into saying something?"
"You!"
An Yan turned off the voice recorder and threw it back into the bag, "You know exactly what you've done, no need to be clear about that!"
She tossed the bag back into An Yirou's arms, "Don't even think about pinning this on me!"
