Dong Xin Yan lifted her gaze and looked out of the car window. The speed of the car wasn't very fast, and the scenery outside slowly flowed past her eyes. She squinted slightly, contemplated for a moment, and then slowly opened her lips.
She didn't answer Wenwen's question but instead asked, "Wenwen, there's a question I want to ask you."
"Sister Xin, what do you want to ask? I'll tell you everything I know, without holding anything back!" Wenwen immediately responded, adding, "You can ask anything that's bothering you, especially issues like pre-wedding jitters!"
Dong Xin Yan's tense emotions were involuntarily amused by her, but soon she lowered her eyes, paused for half a second, and said, "It's like this, I have a friend who recently encountered a particularly troubling situation."
Dong Xin Yan still couldn't confide as herself, so she fabricated a friend.
Fortunately, Wenwen didn't mind and continued to listen attentively.
