Jian Chenxi, lost in thought, suddenly sported a bizarre, cold smirk on her lips, her mouth twitching uncontrollably as she clenched the Lavender Vase with such force it seemed she could crush it to pieces!
How splendid!
Indeed, how very splendid!
Jian Chenxi thought, what a Lu Niange, promising her time and time again that he would marry her as she desired, no longer associating with Ling Momo, and now, look at him, behind her back engaging in an indissoluble mess with Ling Momo!
How splendid, Ling Momo, so arrogantly told her that she didn't care for Lu Niange, but in the end, isn't she together with him? Lu Niange is Jian Chenxi's man; which woman dares to meddle?
Jian Chenxi felt her temples pounding violently. She was already sidelined by ES, deeply uncomfortable in her heart. It was bad enough that Lu Niange didn't pamper her, didn't stay with her, but to think he actually got together with Ling Momo, the one person she detested the most.
