His words were like a million daggers piercing through her heart.
"You men are so superficial. She may be prettier, more outstanding, and have better skin than I do, but you've spent more than a month with me. Do you really not have, in the least bit, any feelings for me at all?"
"I don't."
"…"
Bu Xianxian could not take his cold and nonchalant reply. "Nick…"
"Xianxian, I'm utterly grateful to you for saving my life, but that doesn't mean I have to go against my morals and values in order to repay you. I hope you'll understand."
Bu Xianxian fell silent, at a complete loss for words.
—
An Xiaoning attended Gu Dongcheng's wedding just days after attending Gu Beicheng's.
Their wedding dates were closely apart.
An Xiaoning had prepared two red packets for each of them, though the amount inside each red packet was different.
