Xiang Qiuci smiled bitterly. “Yinyin, you don’t understand. Everything he gave me was because I looked like the person he loved. Otherwise, we would be strangers.”
Mu Siyin sighed helplessly. “But he loves you now, not that woman.”
Mu Siyin did not dare to mention Yue Qiuci’s name in front of Xiang Qiuci. Otherwise, Xiang Qiuci might be even more devastated.
Yue Qiuci’s name was not only similar to hers, even this villa was named after Yue Qiuci. One could imagine how much Leng Jiuchen loved Yue Qiuci back then.
When Xiang Qiuci heard Mu Siyin’s words, she laughed sarcastically, “What’s the use of dwelling on these things now? I’m so stupid. Why didn’t I ask him why he liked me in the first place?
“Mei Ning was so outstanding, but he didn’t want him. Why did he want an ordinary me?”
“Qiuci! In the world of love, things aren’t right and wrong. Right and wrong can not be explained clearly. The past isn’t important. What’s important is that you two truly like each other now.
