Qiao An's polite smile faded completely at the truth.
She had thought that her first love for five years was a fairytale kingdom that he had personally woven for her. In the end, it was Lu Mo who gave her that beauty.
Qiao An was done.
"Lu Mo, are you showing off to me?" she said coldly.
Lu Mo pretended to be innocent and shook her head shyly. "Qiao An, I don't really don't mean to brag to you. I just love Xiaoran too much, so when I face anyone, I can't help but mention my past with him."
Qiao An realized that she was jealous that Lu Mo could stay by Huo Xiaoran's side for so many years.
Yet all she had was a bitter long-distance relationship and a one-sided love.
"Lu Mo, I lost," Qiao An said hoarsely.
"I announce that I'm withdrawing from Huo Xiaoran's life. You don't have to treat me as your love rival and chat with me."
