Wildfire

"I have been worried about you since that day, Xiao Yan."

Her eyes were looking down at the crowd downstairs; both of her hands were holding the handrail in front of her. Her fingers wrapped around it and her knuckles turned white; Shao Yan could see that she was nervous.

"I don't know how Liwei managed to come to the party, but you have to know that I did not invite him at all."

Shao Yan was about to say something when Feifei suddenly looked at her.

"Your boyfriend came back a few days after that," Feifei paused as she bit her lower lip, "He wrote me a cheque to help with redecorating the patio."

She quickly added, "I refused the cheque right away."

"I feel bad to accept his help, Xiao Yan, can you please talk to him to accept the money back?"

Shao Yan patted her shoulder and started to console her, "Feifei, I cannot help you with this one. You have to accept his gesture."