Seeing Mo Qishen walking over hand-in-hand with Ni Yang, Fu Xiaoshuang was quite surprised.
Wasn’t Mo Qishen known for not liking women?
She had pursued Mo Qishen for over a year, but not once did he even glance her way; unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Mo Qishen was with someone else.
Fu Xiaoshuang was somewhat unable to accept it for a moment.
In terms of timing, she was the one who knew Mo Qishen first.
Logically, it should be her who ended up together with Mo Qishen.
Although Du Jiaojiao’s father was also a good catch, he already had two mistresses.
What man in today’s society still has multiple wives and concubines?
In Fu Xiaoshuang’s heart, she favored Mo Qishen slightly more, having given up on him previously because she thought he didn’t like women.
Had she known Mo Qishen liked women, she wouldn’t have given up on him.
Ni Yang was the only one unaware of Fu Xiaoshuang, so Du Jiaojiao took the initiative to introduce them, "Xiaoshuang, this is my good friend Ni Yang. Yangyang, this is my little sister Fu Xiaoshuang; she’s two years older than you, you can just call her ’Sister Fu.’"
"Sister Fu."
"Yangyang." Fu Xiaoshuang, who easily warmed up to people, immediately followed Du Jiaojiao and called out.
The group sat down at a stone table in the Garden, sipping tea and chatting leisurely.
Fu Xiaoshuang seemed quite interested in Ni Yang, constantly engaging her in conversation.
Ni Yang faintly felt that something was off about Fu Xiaoshuang but still greeted her with a smile.
Du Jiaojiao’s father looked up at Fu Xiaoshuang, a tinge of darkness flashing in his eyes, rotating the Buddha Beads in his hand, "Refill Miss Fu’s cup, please."
"Of course." The servant by their side immediately poured tea for Fu Xiaoshuang.
Fu Xiaoshuang wished she could dig up Ni Yang’s ancestors; she had no interest in drinking tea at that moment.
Du Jiaojiao pressed down on Fu Xiaoshuang’s hand, "Xiaoshuang, drink your tea first."
She hadn’t expected Fu Xiaoshuang to still be hung up on Mo Qishen.
Had she known it would be like this, she wouldn’t have suggested going to the back Garden to drink tea.
Du Jiaojiao deeply regretted it.
Ni Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, her lips curved with a gentle dimple, "Someone liking you shows you’re charming, and it also proves I have good taste. Why should I be angry? Besides, it’s Fu Xiaoshuang’s freedom to like who she wants; we don’t live by the sea, so how can we be so controlling?" freewёbnoνel.com
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