Rong Xue leaned back slightly, his smile faltering.
"You don't have to lie, Jun. Just... steer her away from you. Let her see someone else—let her see me."
His tone became pleading again like he was trying to convince Qiao Jun that this was the best way to handle it.
But Qiao Jun shook his head slowly.
"She deserves the truth. If she's going to be with you... it has to be because she chooses you, not because she thinks I don't care about her anymore."
Rong Xue's expression darkened, but he quickly hid it behind a calm facade.
"Fine. We'll do it your way, Jun. Just... please help me. You know I've been waiting for this chance for years. I don't want to lose her again."
There was a deep longing in Rong Xue's voice that tugged at Qiao Jun's heart.
This was his best friend, the one who had always been there for him, who had given so much.
How could he deny him something he had wanted for so long?