"Tell me exactly what you said about him. Don't hide anything!" Xiao Yang's voice was very serious, and his usual playful smile was gone from his face.
"I said the other day that Meng Yanzhou was my first love and I have liked him for a long time."
"I also told him that Meng Yanzhou is indeed better than you, more handsome than you, has a better family background than you, and is more qualified than you. At least he won't sell out his friends or even his soul for money!"
You can sell them out for five million, will you sell me out for money in the future?"
"I said the other day...Chen Xian, you disappoint me so much. No wonder people in the village don't like you. When you were in school, you were often questioned and taken away by the police. Why don't they suspect others but you? It's because you have this sign. You had a miserable childhood, so you can do anything for money!"
Zhou Wan sniffed, trying hard not to let her tears flow, but the more she spoke, the more sad she felt: "I only said those words in anger. I have always had the problem of being hard on the outside but soft on the inside."
"But that doesn't mean I don't love him!"
Xiao Yang's eyes were red with anger when he heard this, and he kept slapping the table with one hand: "Do you know what Chen Xian has been through? You say this about him, especially when you use his experience to hurt him and crush his self-esteem!"
"If you knew what he had been through, you would know how much your words hurt him!"
"Queen Zhou, Zhou Wan, could you please consider his feelings before you speak?"
Xiao Yang smoked a cigarette in a depressed mood, but did not give it to Ye Qiu, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.
Zhou Wan was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, sobbing, with tears hanging on her long eyelashes: "Xiao Yang, please, help me, I really don't want to lose him!"
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