An Yue: You're just jealous that I'm an old cow eating tender grass, you want to eat some too, but sadly... there's no young grass for an old cow like you.
Yue Xiaowan: Thankfully, Gong You is older than me, he's the old cow, and I'm the tender grass! Otherwise, I would have turned into the old cow, hello there, old cow upstairs. Moo moo da.
An Yue: ...
Song Huanyan: This round, Yue Xiaowan wins. An Old Cow, moo moo da.
An Yue: I really want to end our friendship.
Qiao Chuchu: An Yue, that's not right of you. There's a saying, only those who can speak freely without any reservations are your true friends. We treat you as a true friend, yet you want to abandon us? Are you going to leave us for the outside world, to be deceived by others who flatter you with lies against their conscience?
An Yue: ...
Song Huanyan: I wouldn't have guessed you were like this, An Yue.
An Yue: ...
