"After I finished speaking, I turned to leave, but Shen Weiwei's voice came from behind me, "Aren't you curious about Cheng Yu's first love?""
"You've been by his side for so long, you should know that the reason he's dealing with Master Zhao is because of his first love."
I turned to look at her, her face a picture of pity with a hint of amusement in her eyes. She probably relished the thought of seeing me make a fool of myself. After all, she used to trample all over me.
Because we were of similar age, Shen Yurou, her, and I were always compared while growing up.
In the eyes of others, she was literate, talented, and caring. The only pity about her in the past was that her uncle was a loser, always depending on my family.
Now her only shortcoming had been made up for, but during her time in Guangzhou, she'd been eating humble pie at every turn.