"Ahhh! Wanwan! Mu Yuze is so handso, so handso! Turns out he’s the son of Yan Sijue! Oh my God! I just had dinner with him a few days ago, am I dreaming?" Zhou Miaomiao scread, "Wanwan, he’s your ex-boyfriend! Ex-boyfriend! How did you two break up?"
Su Wanwan pushed away the crazed woman, dazed, grabbed her phone to check the top news, and only then understood why Zhou Miaomiao suddenly went crazy.
Actually, she had anticipated this day; this man would shine brightly sooner or later.
She suddenly rembered that during dinner, he told her he had done sothing fun.
Fun indeed. The dia lavishly praised him with so many laudatory words; to him, it was perhaps really just a ga.
"Wanwan, how can you be so calm!" Zhou Miaomiao, dissatisfied with her reaction, grabbed her shoulders and shook her, "The Crown Prince of FIS! A genius with an IQ close to 200! Ahhh!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Miss, please let go of ." Su Wanwan was shaken until she saw stars.
"Wanwan, quickly tell about the two of you! Tell !"
Su Wanwan got out of bed, went to the bathroom to freshen up, while Zhou Miaomiao persistently followed her.
She sighed helplessly: "Don’t you know he never turns anyone down? I was young and naive back then, deceived by his appearance, confessed my feelings, and he agreed. Later I realized he never really cared about , so we broke up. His countless ex-girlfriends all went through the sa process—nothing surprising."
With that, she started brushing her teeth.
But... she suddenly realized that she never actually confessed to him.
He was the one who first asked her if she was interested in being with him.
That’s why she always thought she was the unique one, only to have cruel reality quickly shatter that illusion.
"Fortunately, Sun Xiaotong also broke up with him, hahahaha!" Zhou Miaomiao suddenly burst into laughter, "I can almost imagine Sun Xiaotong’s expression when she hears the news! With how shaless that woman is, she’ll definitely beg to reconcile!"
Su Wanwan rinsed her mouth: "Don’t worry, now that his identity is public, he won’t easily agree to date any girl. If he’s not sincere with Sun Xiaotong, he won’t bother with her again."
Once his identity is revealed, the dia will relentlessly pursue his relationship status. Given his personality, he definitely won’t want to invite so much trouble.
"Then... what if Wanwan, you begged him to reconcile?" Zhou Miaomiao fancifully imagined.
Su Wanwan responded with a "hehe."
"Alright, it’s getting late; you should get to work." Su Wanwan pushed her, "I’ll cook tonight; co back and eat."
"Wanwan, you’re the best!" Zhou Miaomiao hugged and gave her a kiss before cheerfully heading out with her bag.
Su Wanwan washed her face, poured a cup of milk, grabbed a bag of toast, and sat at the computer, munching breakfast while browsing the web.
Suddenly, her hand on the mouse paused.
The news was accompanied by a photo of him.
He was clad in a perfectly tailored suit, his physique faultless, just like a top model stepping out of a magazine cover.
The smile on his face remained faint, yet lost that careless feeling, replaced by a touch of nobility and sharpness.
Those eyes, dark and inscrutable, yet radiating a pure, glass-like brilliance.
Affinity yet alienation, utterly contradictory, perilously alluring.
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