Ying Jing drugged Wen Fucheng.
How can you talk like that, sister?
You're really affecting our friendship, aren't you?
"I'm now unilaterally declaring a breakup with you for three seconds."
Weiyi had just gotten up and received a bombardment from her friend, and as a sister, of course she was happy for her friend.
"But don't you think your progress is too fast? For you, it can be understood as starting with looks, but Wen Fucheng can't be someone who goes for appearance, right!"
"Who says it's impossible? What if I just happen to match his aesthetic?"
Sister, are you silly!
Sister, your love-struck mind will get you deceived.
Sister, wake up.
"A man like Wen Fucheng has seen all kinds of beautiful women. You've only met a few times, and he agreed to let you pursue him. This is a trap. He must see that you're young and bold, and just wants to play with a rich heiress like you."
The more she listened, the more creepy it seemed. Were they talking about the same person?
