"Where does President Fu stand?" Jiang Yao pointed at her phone, "don’t like him anymore?"
"I don’t want to like him anymore."
"Didn’t he explain why he had to break off the engagent? It was just a misunderstanding, not an unforgivable mistake," Jiang Yao didn’t understand.
On the way to the airport, in the ten minutes before Wen Qiao got into Fu Jinghen’s car, Wen Qiao had briefly spoken to Jiang Yao and Xiao Chu about Fu Jinghen’s explanation, which had significantly lessened their resentnt towards him.
"He did explain, yes, but can the negative feelings his proposal to break off the engagent caused just disappear because he called it a misunderstanding?" Wen Qiao sighed softly, "He doesn’t trust , and that’s the most important issue. If we were to marry and face another misunderstanding like this, would I have to go through a divorce with him?"
"That’s because you have a history."
Once she knew Wen Qiao had fallen for Fu Jinghen, Jiang Yao didn’t shy away from ntioning the incident at the engagent party, and sotis even joked about it.
Best friends, after all, are best at tearing each other down.
"Think about what you did. The commotion you caused at the engagent party already set a precedent. The scene at the dinner looked like a repeat performance to President Fu. It’s no wonder Fu Jinghen couldn’t trust you."
Wen Qiao choked, seemingly at a loss for a response.
She couldn’t tell Jiang Yao that it wasn’t her who drugged Qi Ming at the engagent party, but another Wen Qiao.
That’s exactly why she was angry that Fu Jinghen didn’t trust her.
Why should she bear the brunt of the original’s sins when her feelings for Fu Jinghen had always been genuine?
But if she said that, she had no doubt Jiang Yao would have her committed to a ntal hospital.
The more she thought about it, the more irritated Wen Qiao beca. She glared at Jiang Yao, "Whose side are you on, anyway?"
"I’m on your side, your side." Jiang Yao patted her head, trying to soothe her.
"Then shut up."
Jiang Yao, "Alright, alright, I’ll shut up."
After a while, Jiang Yao suddenly said, "I get it now, you’re just being oversensitive."
Wen Qiao let out an exasperated sigh, "I didn’t ask you to pursue , why all the nonsense?"
"I just feel a bit sorry for President Fu."
Wen Qiao gave her a look, "Your pity for soone who makes millions a month with your tens of thousands a month is kind of funny."
Jiang Yao, "......Shut up!"
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Although Wen Qiao didn’t know exactly what Huo Mutian and Chu Ning had discussed, she could tell from the afternoon’s trending topics on Weibo that their talks probably hadn’t gone well.
Otherwise, Chu Ning wouldn’t have published an elaborate several-hundred-word post on Weibo, calling her out by na and dissing her.
The entire post accused her of failing to be a role model as a public figure, moreover bullying others due to her status, insulting her in public, and seducing her boyfriend.
The na "Wen Qiao" was once again thrust into the hot search.
However, perhaps because netizens had seen too many reversals in Wen Qiao’s stories before, this ti they didn’t react rashly, choosing instead to wait and see.
Additionally, Wen Qiao had already gathered quite a following, and she was no longer the lonely, pitiful figure she had been at the start.
Thus, the online opinion regarding this incident wasn’t filled with malicious comnts.
When Wen Qiao saw the intention in Chu Ning’s eyes during their second encounter, she vaguely suspected, and after hearing from twin ponytails that Chu Ning had intentionally bumped her with a bag the first ti, she was even more convinced that her presence posed a threat to her.
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