Xiaoxiao had been pursuing Lu Feng for a full three years.
Unfortunately, it was a one-sided affair, with the flower yearning and the flowing water indifferent.
Wen Lan said nonchalantly, "What does it matter if they've heard? Everyone has the right to love and be loved." As the words left her mouth, a gleam flashed across Wen Lan's eyes. Though she spoke without intent, the listener might take it to heart. If Xiaoxiao were to find out that Lu Feng liked Mu Qingli, things would surely get interesting...
After all, Xiaoxiao was someone who would seek revenge for the slightest grievance.
Seeing Wen Lan like this, Bai Huashang uneasily asked, "What are you thinking, Lanlan? You seem so engrossed."
"Nothing, nothing at all." Wen Lan immediately shook her head.
"Let's go back," Bai Huashang said, linking arms with Wen Lan and walking in the opposite direction, "I wonder how Xiaoxiao has been lately. We should visit her when we have the time."