"If you only show him how much you like him, then he’ll think that your life has nothing to offer except for romance," she’d have thought it was very sweet during the honeymoon phase, but as ti passed, she’d find you annoying, wondering why you’re constantly revolving around him without a life of your own. That won’t do."
Wen Qiao felt like a love lecturer from college, teaching Blanche, a novice in love, strategies on how to flirt with n.
"You have to let him know that there are others besides him in your life. It’s not that you can’t live without him. Even without him, your life can still be vibrant and colorful, perhaps even better than when he’s around. That’s when he’ll really start to crave you."
"Do you know how to play hard to get? It’s like flying a kite, knowing when to pull and when to give so slack. Keep him guessing, and his attention towards you will only grow. It might seem a bit old-fashioned, but it never fails."
From the initial skepticism, Blanche had transford into a diligent student, nodding furiously in agreent with every word Wen Qiao spoke, treating her advice as if it were sacred.
Seeing that Blanche was taking it all in, Wen Qiao couldn’t help but analyze more seriously, "Previously, you focused too narrowly on Gu Yi, which only leads to the opposite effect; he’d only see your flaws, not your strengths. People have a rebellious nature; if you’re too controlling, he’ll want to defy you. Rember, you’re his fiancée, his life partner, not his mother."
Blanche nodded silently then asked the question that concerned her most, "But what if, in the end, he still doesn’t like ?"
"Then just switch to soone else," Wen Qiao said without hesitation. "If you’ve made all that effort and he still doesn’t like you, there’s no point wasting your ti on him. You’re attractive and co from a good family; there’s no shortage of n for you to choose from, so don’t waste your ti on him."
Blanche didn’t nod right away, nor did she say anything, but fell silent instead.
Wen Qiao knew what she was thinking and didn’t rush her, but if in a little while she decided, "I just want to waste my ti on him," Wen Qiao figured she’d die of frustration right there and then.
The restroom was quiet with just the two of them, the atmosphere so still it was almost palpable.
After a while, Blanche seed to make up her mind and nodded, "Alright, if it doesn’t work out, I’ll just find soone else to like."
Wen Qiao imdiately smiled, raised her head, and patted Blanche’s head, "That’s the spirit. There are plenty of fish in the sea, if one doesn’t work out, we move on. Good girl."
Blanche tensed up but didn’t move away from Wen Qiao’s touch.
After a second or two, sothing seed to dawn on her, and she let out an "eh?"
Seeing her suddenly serious expression, Wen Qiao was a bit confused, "What’s wrong?"
With a skeptical look, Blanche questioned Wen Qiao, "And you say you’ve never ssed around? With all that wisdom about n, how could you co up with it without having been through several relationships?"
As she spoke, Blanche’s voice rose, and her deanor shifted from serious to smug as if she’d caught Wen Qiao on sothing.
Wen Qiao, having imparted so much wisdom only to be rebuked, felt a surge of irritation, "This is an innate skill of mine. Got a problem with that?"
Blanche: "....You’re so full of yourself."
Wen Qiao crossed her arms and looked down at her with a lifted chin, "If you don’t believe , just go online and do so searching. Aside from the news of my public confession to Qi Ming, see if there are any rumors about with other male celebrities or n."
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