Zhao Hongjun silently looked at Huang Siwen's face, which was haggard but still delicate, and pursed his lips. "Huang Zhiqing, I am a traditional man. Although I liked you, it doesn't mean I'm willing to give up anything for you, or even break my mother's heart."

These words truly came from the bottom of his heart. After Wuyou's guidance, Zhao Hongjun was no longer easily fooled by a woman's words and became much more shrewd.

Huang Siwen's tears flowed instantly. She covered her face and sobbed. If even Zhao Hongjun was unwilling to marry her, she probably wouldn't be able to survive in this village.

Her family ignored her, her money was emptied, the men around her kept their distance, and even the other educated youth in the educated youth compound were disgusted with her. She was ostracized by everyone. Unless, she was willing to lose face and force herself on someone.

When they returned to the educated youth compound, they looked dejected and pitiful.

"Siwen, you're back? What did you go about? I was so worried about you!" Yu Xiaohong said with a big smile. Recently, her relationship with Zhao Fang had been stable, and they had gotten engaged. Happiness was written all over her face, a stark contrast to Huang Siwen's dejected state.

Yu Xiaohong stepped forward, grabbed Huang Siwen's hand, and pulled him into the room, where the warm yellow light flickered in the breeze.

Huang Siwen's hand stiffened for a moment, then she casually shook off Yu Xiaohong's hand, put her hands on her hips and said fiercely, "What I do is none of your business. Why do you meddle in other people's business? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Stay away from me, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Yu Xiaohong's smile froze on her face. What had gotten into Huang Siwen today? Then she composed herself and said, "Siwen, I'm just worried about you. If you're feeling uncomfortable, tell me. Don't keep it to yourself."

"Fine, give Zhao Fang to me, I'll be happy if you do." Huang Siwen was furious, a fire burning inside her.

"You..." Yu Xiaohong felt uneasy. The other party wasn't just talking; wasn't this exactly what she had done in her past life? She had to do something.