After Xiang Zhilan got back into the taxi, she couldn't help but look back after driving for a short while.

Luo Che and Su Yan seem to be very familiar with each other; this world is truly a small place.

Xin Zikai, who used to admire her, actually liked Su Yan. Shen Muzhi initially saw her as a substitute for Su Yan. Could it be that Luo Che felt the same way?

Xiang Zhilan felt a tightness in her chest as she thought about it. Of course, she didn't mind who Luo Che liked, but she felt very uncomfortable being used as a substitute for someone else all the time.

No one would like this feeling, as if she were just a high-quality counterfeit, and when the real product appeared, she would be the one discarded.

One, two, three, all like that.

Xiang Zhilan turned her head to look out the window, feeling a tightness in her chest, and rolled the window down a little.

But the wind outside was so strong that she felt freezing after just one minute and quickly rolled the window back up.

She sniffed, sent a message to Ni Sitian, and after a while, looked up at the driver and said, "Driver, go to the island in the middle of the lake on Binhai Road."

About half an hour later, Xiang Zhilan sat in Ni Sitian's living room.

"Where's your little dumpling?" she asked, not seeing the adorable child.

“He’s with his parents. They’ve invited him to stay with them for a few days.” Ni Sitian brewed some tea and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Xiang Zhilan picked up the cup to warm her hands.

Ni Sitian noticed that when she looked down, there were two hickeys on the back of her neck, which looked like they were fading and were probably marks from a few days ago.

She looked at Xiang Zhilan quietly without asking any questions. She felt that Xiang Zhilan seemed to have something on her mind today. She hadn't said a word since she entered the room, and she was so quiet that she didn't even seem like herself.

"Sitian," Xiang Zhilan took a sip of tea, feeling a little warmer physically, but not in her heart.

"Hmm?" Ni Sitian noticed that she seemed a little hesitant.

"Am I not good-looking?" Xiang Zhilan suddenly felt a lot of doubt about herself.

"Pfft, cough cough cough." Ni Sitian choked and pinched her playfully. "Miss Xiang, please don't make such jokes. If you weren't good-looking, ninety percent of the women in the world would hang themselves."

Xiang Zhilan was amused by her, and the corners of her mouth curved up: "That's true."

Ni Sitian rolled her eyes: "So you're here to put me down?"

Xiang Zhilan's smile faded, she shook her head and said, "You remember I told you about Luo Che, right?"

"I remember, Xiao Kui's godfather, your admirer." Ni Sitian lowered her head, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It turns out he and Su Yan were college classmates. I don't know why, but I feel uncomfortable, as if I can't escape the fate of being entangled with Su Yan." Xiang Zhilan sighed softly and said, "I don't know if you understand that feeling. Before she came along, I felt like I was a mountain, but after she came along, she was like a neighboring mountain, casting a shadow on me and preventing me from seeing the sunlight. Everything I, the little animal living here, had to make do."

This was the first time Ni Sitian had seen Xiang Zhilan look so insecure, and she seemed to understand what she meant.

The people who used to surround her were actually only interested in Su Yan's shadow, so she began to doubt herself.

"Aren't you overthinking it? Luo Che and Su Yan are classmates, but that doesn't necessarily mean he likes Su Yan. Not everyone is Xin Zikai." Ni Sitian paused, then hesitated, and said, "Actually, you're bothered by Shen Muzhi, aren't you? Worried that he still has a place for Su Yan in his heart?"