"Ha, it turns out that even you think so." Song Xirou laughed at herself, with a little bitterness on her face, "It turns out that everyone thinks I like Quan Jingwu, but I don't know what I did. What did you do to make everyone think that the person I Song Xirou like must be Quan Jingwu?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Ruohan frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Ruohan, think about it yourself. How could I, Song Xirou, admit in front of you that I like Quan Jingwu? Do I have any?" Song Xirou covered her chest, with a little sadness in her eyes.

Chu Ruohan looked at her suspiciously, and said coldly, "So what? Who knows what you are thinking in your heart, let alone if you don't like Jingwu, why should you keep clinging to the Quan family and show goodwill in front of the Quan family."

"It's not like this, it's not at all." Song Xirou's eyes turned red, her hands shook, and her voice raised, "Why do you like Quan Jingwu? I have to like him as much as you?"

Never seen her lose her composure. Chu Ruohan was startled by her and took a few steps backwards. He looked at her in surprise, "Song Xirou, you..."

Did Song Xirou go crazy tonight?

Tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her voice choked, "The person I like, Song Xirou, is Quan Yimo, and Yimo."

"You..." This time, Chu Ruohan was really scared by her.

Quan Yimo?

Song Xirou likes Quan Yimo, how is this possible?

Before she could figure it out, she continued, "Yes, the person I liked by Song Xirou is Quan Yimo. You heard that right. Since the year of high school, the person I like is Yimo. Until now, the person I like is him, and he has never been Quan Jingwu."

Looking at her crying look, Chu Ruohan looked at her with a skeptical look and said, "Song Xirou, why did you tell me this? Why should I believe you if I say it?"

She did not deny that they were best friends in elementary and junior high school, but since she went to high school, she suspected that she liked Quan Jingwu, the relationship between them had deteriorated. No one was the simple girl he was when he was a child. Now they are influenced by the interests of the aristocratic families, and their minds are already different from the past.

Song Xirou approached her, and the tears of Lihua looked even weaker. She reached out to hold her and said, "Ruohan, we were also our best friends. Can't you trust me once? Besides, you said I was close to the Quan family, so you have seen me approach Quan Jingwu again? I have always had a lot of contact with Yi Fei, right?"

"No, don't touch me." Chu Ruohan still had doubts in his heart, and waved Song Xirou's hand away, "Song Xirou, do you think your words can deceive me in just a few words? It's impossible."

"Ruohan, I swear that everything I said was sincere." Song Xirou raised her three fingers and made a sworn statement.

"You also know that Yimo has never returned to the capital for many years. I went to the Quan family just to find out about his recent situation. If the person I like, then I might as well use the promise that Mrs. Quan gave me to live in Shijin Haoting directly? You should also know the principle that you will get the moon first."

Chu Ruohan listened and bit his lip, "But..."

"Ruohan, if I like Quan Jingwu, why should I go abroad? It will take three years to leave? You know, I can often go to the old house of Quan's family to find Mrs. Quan. As long as I stay in the capital, would I still worry about not being able to see Quan Jingwu?" Song Xirou sniffed and said.

Chu Ruohan tightened his fists, and a trace of confusion flashed between his eyebrows, "Then why didn't you explain it clearly from the beginning, and even made everyone think that you like Jingwu?"

She obviously has the opportunity to explain, right?

"Ha!" Song Xirou shook her head and smiled bitterly, "You don't know that with Mo's temperament, he is in the army all year round. If he knew that I like him, he would only avoid me even more."

"So what? What did you tell me that this is what I want me to do?" Chu Ruohan's eyes sank and he asked sarcastically.

If you show your kindness for nothing, you are either a traitor or a thief. Do you really think she is so easy to cheat?

Song Xirou wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head, "I just wanted to find someone to talk to you. After all, we were friends as well. Ruohan, Jingwu is now with Jian Qing, so don't destroy them. After all, Jingwu likes Jian Qing so much."

"Shut up." Chu Ruohan shouted gritted his teeth.

"Ruohan, I really treat you as a friend and kindly persuade you. If you can't beat Jian Qing, you'd better let go." She advised softly.

"I said, shut up!" Chu Ruohan rushed up fiercely and pushed her.

She used too much force, and Song Xirou was pushed to stand firmly and fell to the ground, "Ruohan!"

"I, I didn't mean it." Chu Ruohan regained his sanity, watched Song Xirou's palms rubbed into the skin and overflowed with blood. She threw down a sentence and turned around and ran away.

Seeing her back running away disappear into a small black dot, Song Xirou stood up slowly and raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face.

As long as she believes what she says, she will succeed in the first step.

A cold curve appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she turned around and left in her high heels.

...

The next day, when Jian Qing woke up, the headache caused by the dizziness made her head a little dizzy. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, and slowly sat up.

Looking at the person missing from the spot beside her, she reached out and touched the bed. The temperature was slightly cool, and it seemed that she had woken up for a while.

I looked up at the clock on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock.

Jian Qing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, shook her head, and couldn't remember the memories of her drunken memories last night.

It’s true that I can’t get a dip in wine. I don’t even have a headache when I drink too much, and I can’t remember anything.

Put on my slippers and was about to walk to the bathroom, the knock on the door started.

She frowned, who could do this?

After looking at the nightgown on her body, Jian Qing saw the nightgown thrown on the bed. She took it over and put it on and tied it up before she walked slowly to open the door.

When he opened the door, he saw the person standing outside the door, Jian Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who came with a smile.

Haha, bad peach blossoms came to your door early in the morning!

"Jingwu--"

The delicate voice came to an abrupt end. When Chu Ruohan raised his eyes and saw the person who opened the door, the expectation in his eyes was instantly shattered.

"How could it be you?" Her voice became gloomy.

Jian Qing leaned against the door frame, wrapped her hands around her chest, and smiled evilly, "Ha, you're funny, why can't it be me, huh?"

Chu Ruohan opened Zhang and wanted to say something. When he saw the clothes she was wearing, an unknown fire suddenly surged out of his chest.

Anyone who sees this dress knows it is the size of a man. In this room, she is Jingwu. She is wearing Jingwu's clothes and is clearly here to show off her power.

"Jian Qing, do you know how to write the word "shame". You are wearing Jingwu's clothes, don't you just want to show off to me on purpose?" Chu Ruohan clenched his fists and looked at Jian Qing sarcastically and said, "Do you think you won this way?"
Chapter completed!