She lazily leaned back, sinking her whole body into the soft sofa. "Hmm, I remember."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jiayuan wanted to leave immediately without saying a word!
Cheng Tingting sneered, "What, want to leave, or can't wait to be by my sister's side? That unremarkable fool of a woman?"
"Don't you dare speak ill of Anning!" Hearing her insulting Jian Anning, Lu Jiayuan couldn't stand it anymore! In the past, he must have been blind to ever fancy such a heartless, vicious, and selfish woman!
Seeing him finally turn around but still defending Jian Anning, Cheng Tingting was a bit displeased.
Although she no longer felt anything for Lu Jiayuan, seeing the man she rejected continue to pursue the woman she hated—she still felt slightly annoyed.
It was as if something originally belonged to her; even if she discarded it, she refused to let Jian Anning have it.
