Qiao Junnan, still quite conscientious, said, "Whether I like her or not, she's still my son's mom. I can't break her heart; that would be too unkind!"
Su Yueze listened and couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head, defeated by his mischievous friend. "What am I supposed to say about you? If I say you have no conscience, your words sound very honorable. But if I say you do have a conscience, you're indeed not that fair to Chen Xiaoya."
Qiao Junnan felt deeply wronged. "This situation can't be blamed on me; I'm a victim too. Chen Xiaoya and I don't have any real feelings; we were forced together!"
It was clearly a relationship of forced buying and selling.
Su Yueze squinted, sizing him up with increasing disdain. "If I haven't lost my memory, weren't you and Chen Xiaoya secretly together? At that time, Qianqian was still living in your house!"
