7

Ever since Ye Qian moved into my home, I felt like a parasite.

I wanted to have a proper discussion with Chen Yu, but I could never find the right time.

Either he was on a business trip, or Ye Qian had some matters to attend to.

Two months later, after confronting Zhang Qiang, I quit my job at Chen Yu's company.

The company also compensated me with a suitable amount.

When Zhang Qiang escorted me out, he was as unpleasant as ever.

"Chen Yu has always loved Ye Qian, Qiao Xue, you're just the third wheel between them!"

I blinked slightly, not quite understanding why Zhang Qiang felt the need to stand up for Ye Qian.

"You like Ye Qian, don't you?"

Zhang Qiang's expression changed.

"So what if I like Ye Qian? She's wonderful, much better than you!"

I scoffed, deliberately mocking him.

"Zhang Qiang, isn't it painful being a lapdog? Not to mention, your goddess, even if she goes to Chen Yu, she won't be coming to you."