This fellow had been staring at Chen Zihan, his eyes practically glued to her, and his mouth almost drooling.
"Xiaoyan, you are pretty too," Chen Zihan glanced at Yang Xiaoyan.
With a giggle, Yang Xiaoyan said, "Of course, I'm a beauty that outshines the flowers and the moon, but still, I can't compare to you."
"Don't say that," Chen Zihan sighed.
"By the way, have you really chosen to be with Jiang Xiaoliang?" Yang Xiaoyan asked curiously.
"Yeah!" Chen Zihan nodded helplessly and said, "At this point, it has to be this way. Otherwise, I have no other choice."
Yang Xiaoyan frowned and said, "Weren't you and Xiao Han getting along well? How come suddenly..."
"Reality is such!" Chen Zihan said with a laugh, "Even the most perfect love, the most genuine emotions, cannot withstand the ravages of reality..."
"Alright, I understand," Yang Xiaoyan nodded.
Chen Zihan sighed and then said, "Let's not talk about it in the future."