Wang Xiangxiang was petrified upon hearing these words. What was going on in this shameless man's head? Could he still not figure out who she was?
"I don't share your taste for liking a friend's wife."
"..." Was that sarcasm? Sure enough, she had seen through him, "You're Xiaoxiao's friend?"
"..." Wang Xiangxiang held her forehead with both hands. Was he only realizing it now?
Chu Lian truly didn't know who Wang Xiangxiang was. That day at the Silver Pavilion, he was too engrossed in watching Xiaoxiao to notice anyone else around her.
Today, as they happened upon each other and went to the Academy together, seeing her cry at the news of Yang Ming's survival, he assumed she was someone from Yang Ming's side. He didn't realize she was actually Xiaoxiao's friend.
"Are we going to eavesdrop or not? Make up your mind," Wang Xiangxiang urged him.