Gu Qili briefly described Mu Shuoqian's situation. In summary, it was just six words: indifferent, handsome, and wealthy.
"I remember now. You were telling me about the male lead in some romance novel the other day, it's him, right?"
Gu Qili nodded guiltily.
"Well, look at you, getting all clever now. But tell me, is it true, has he really taken you as a replacement?"
"I'm not sure. Anyway, he mentioned someone named 'Xiao Yu' twice in front of me, both times when he was drunk."
Just thinking of this Xiao Yu made Gu Qili's chest feel heavy, as if she had swallowed a large rock weighing her down.
"You like him, don't you?"
Gu Qili pursed her lips, not immediately denying it.
"Don't deny it, it's written all over your face. You've got that smitten little woman's look." Mickey said, smiling as she reached out to pinch her cheek.
Gu Qili just smiled, bashful as if her best friend had touched on a heartfelt matter.
As they were chatting, Gu Qili's text message alert sounded.
