"Shen Lingxi, clarify what you're saying."
"Duan Chen likes Tang Xiaohua."
"..."
Lin Xinglan's body stiffened for a moment, and the next moment she hurriedly retorted, "That's not true."
"Heh, believe it or not, what benefit do I gain from lying to you? I just see you, all these years, still as naïve as ever, being toyed with without even realizing it. I really can't stand it anymore."
As Shen Lingxi spoke indifferently, Lin Xinglan's eyes shimmered with unease, clearly visible to her.
"In fact, you don't need me to tell you, you're aware that Duan Chen looks at Tang Xiaohua differently than he looks at others. You've also seen how capable Tang Xiaohua is. Do you think Duan Chen would prefer a woman he admires, or a prideful, capricious heiress from a family that has fallen into misfortune, with no power or stature?"
"..."
Every word from Shen Lingxi was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Lin Xinglan's innocent heart.
"Have you come... to drive a wedge between us?"
