Gu Qingcheng's lips curled into a bitter smile, and she felt really upset as she said,
"Ziran, do you really not even want to see your best friend anymore?"
Ziran let out a cold snort, "You still see me as your best friend?"
Gu Qingcheng's tone turned firm, "Of course! No matter how long we're apart, whether it's a thousand years or ten thousand, the four of us will always be best friends for life."
Ziran rolled her eyes, "If I'm really your best friend, then you need to accept that Xiao Ye is my husband."
"Hmph, when you apologize to Xiao Ye, then I'll talk to you again!"
*Gu Qingcheng felt miserable inside, and in this moment, she deeply realized that the man beside her now weighed far more in Ziran's heart than she, the best friend, ever did.*
*But who was she? She was Gu Qingcheng, the Hang City Empress. For her to apologize to a man?*
*How could that even be possible!?*
Xiao Ye leaned against the door, whistling, his gaze drifting elsewhere, looking completely at ease.