"Grandpa, it's not Li Chen's fault. It's just your granddaughter being too sentimental on her own, a one-sided wishful thinking. It's not his fault!"
Lin Xuanfei's eyes reddened, her face like a pear blossom bathed in rain, pitiful and loving.
Zhao Huanhuan saw her best friend being rejected and still defending that scumbag Li Chen, feeling a pang of heartache.
She stood up, took Lin Xuanfei's arm, and said indignantly, "Feifei, why are you being so foolish. I really wonder, what's so good about him that you, a girl like you, the pride of heaven, are so devoted?"
With reddened eyes, Lin Xuanfei said aggrievedly, "Huanhuan, you don't understand."
Zhao Huanhuan gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and reproached softly, "Oh, Feifei, you're truly naive. I've been through this age as well, how could I not understand?"