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Zhou Qiaoqiao: What’s the big deal about getting married? Why are you all making such a fuss?
Her words were like a bomb thrown into a fishpond.
Boom.
It was loud.
All the fish in the pond were sent flying.
Han Zhiqi: @Zhou Qiaoqiao, heh—stop acting so nonchalant. If you’re so tough, why don’t you just not get married?!?!?! (•́へ•́╬)
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you’ve gone too far this time, you know that?
Shen Manni: +1
Li Jiaxin: *Bubbles up with a sticker* (trying to make her presence known) @Lin An'an, what do you think about this, An'an?
Seeing these replies, Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but laugh.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Han Zhiqi, your family loves to joke around. If I didn’t like Xu Mo, would I marry him?
Han Zhiqi: ·····
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you should know that you’re not the only one who likes Xu Mo. Do you understand the concept of first come, first served?
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Tsk tsk tsk—sister, listen to yourself. If an employee joins a company and performs averagely, never getting promoted or a raise, but stays there for over a decade, and then a talented newcomer arrives, excelling in every way and earning the company millions, according to your logic, the managerial position should go to the old employee instead of the new one. Do you think that’s fair?
Yang Jingying: Emotions can’t be measured by money!
Han Zhiqi: Exactly, heh, shallow woman.
Shen Manni: +1
Li Jiaxin: Is An'an filming again? Why isn’t she replying?
Gao Liyuan: *Whimpering*—small, pitiful, and helpless—
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Calm down, everyone. I’m not trying to hog everything. @Yang Jingying, sister, I don’t mind sharing with you. You’ll see later.
But let’s get one thing straight—I’m claiming the position of the official wife.
Want to know why the wedding is being moved up?
Yang Jingying: ·····
Han Zhiqi: ·····
Shen Manni: ·····
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Seeing the once lively chat group fall silent, Zhou Qiaoqiao couldn’t help but smile.
Her slender fingers tapped away at her phone screen.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Some things—I just won’t tell you.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Zhou Qiaoqiao’s provocative words instantly sparked fury.
The women were furious.
What do you mean you won’t tell us?
Gao Liyuan has already found out the truth for us!
Think you’re so great just because you’ve given more?!
Think you can do whatever you want just because you’ve given more?!?!
Think you can—*gasp*—
Wait, actually, it seems like you can.
The wedding’s been moved up, hasn’t it?
Yang Jingying: What do you mean by that?
This wasn’t a group message.
It was a private chat.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: What do I mean by what?
Yang Jingying: Don’t play dumb with me. What do you mean by sharing? Is that something you can just share?
Yang Jingying was the first to privately message her.
This was within Zhou Qiaoqiao’s expectations.
After all, she had just extended an olive branch.
The hook was cast, and the fish took the bait.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: O(∩_∩)O haha~ Actually, I don’t really want to share with you either, sister, but hey, we’re like sisters, right?
Not by blood, but closer than real sisters.
Oh, by the way, your younger sister seems to like Xu Mo too. As a woman, I can sense it.
But she’s afraid of hurting you, so she’s not competing with you.
Yang Jingying: What? Trying to drive a wedge between me and Jing Xuan?
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Not at all. I just want to invite your sister along too. Sisters should stick together, right?
After all, younger sisters are meant to be cherished and loved.
We shouldn’t be like those shallow women who sacrifice their sisters for money or material gains.
Yang Jingying’s eyelid twitched.
The conversation was going fine, but then Zhou Qiaoqiao started making veiled insults again.
Was she lacking money?
Was she lacking material things that money could buy?
No, what she lacked was Xu Mo.
She lacked her childhood sweetheart, Xu Mo!!!!
Yang Jingying: Little sister, you’re only good at running your mouth. Seems like you’ve had plenty of practice. Don’t overdo it, or you’ll wear out your lips, and I’d feel bad for you.
Because no one else will feel bad for you, not even Xu Mo.
Only I will feel bad for you, little sister.
Zhou Qiaoqiao: Mhm, you’re absolutely right, absolutely right. I think there was a tiny bit of that yesterday.
Yang Jingying was stunned.
What was Zhou Qiaoqiao implying?
Was she really that kind of promiscuous woman?
Yang Jingying’s gaze sharpened.
She hadn’t misjudged her!
Zhou Qiaoqiao was just as shameless on the inside as she appeared on the outside!
Disgusting!!!! Absolutely disgusting!!!!
“Heh—you’re done for, little brat!”
Suddenly, a mocking smirk appeared on Yang Jingying’s lips as a thought crossed her mind.
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Alright, that’s it for today. Goodnight, everyone.
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