"Chenxi, what’s wrong?"
Behind her was her best friend and classmate, Han Duo, who danced in her accompaniment. Hearing such a voice, she stopped the dance steps she had been practicing along with her music.
After asking several times in succession, the girl who had been sitting at the piano all along seemed as if she couldn’t hear any sounds at all, sitting there stiffly, her silhouette resembling a flower that had suddenly been struck by frost.
What happened to her? Did something happen?
Han Duo felt that something was off and stopped dancing and walked over, "Chenxi, what’s wrong with you? You were fine just a moment ago, what happened now?"
She asked twice more, and finally, at that moment, the woman sitting there, who seemed to have lost all vitality, spoke with a dead-pale face, "That woman is not dead!"
"Which woman?" Han Duo was confused by her words.
Towards this friend, Han Duo actually didn’t pry into her personal matters very often. First, it was because she knew her friend didn’t like people inquiring about her things, and secondly, even though they were classmates and close friends, there was still some distance where they didn’t share everything with each other.
But this time, unexpectedly, after hearing her question, she actually began to speak, "Ye Ning, the woman who stole my man."
Was she talking about her boyfriend from their college days, named Ou Mucen?
Han Duo remembered the golden boy who was always the center of attention in college and finally understood, so she sat down next to her, "You’re talking about him, right? I did hear about that, but isn’t his future wife already brain-dead?"
"She’s not his wife; she doesn’t have that status yet!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than the woman sitting next to her suddenly roared out. That sharp cry, along with her twisted expression, stunned Han Duo into silence right where she sat.
La Chenxi, when had she become ?
"Why are you staring at me like that? Did I say something wrong? That woman is just an adopted daughter in their family, she has even been in prison; what makes her worthy of him? What makes her worthy?"
Had she gone mad, to utter such words? Was this still the friend she knew?
Han Duo finally frowned and stood up from the chair, "You should calm down a bit, I’m going back. I’ll come over again when you’ve stabilized your emotions."
Having said that, she was about to leave...
She, Han Duo might not be as wealthy as her family, nor as famous as La Chenxi but, she too could choose who she wanted to be with.
Han Duo picked up her bag.
However, at that moment, the woman sitting by the piano suddenly seemed to come to her senses, and seeing her about to leave, immediately stood up to stop her, "Duoduo, I’m sorry, I spoke out of line. I really was... I really was too angry just now, Duoduo, don’t go; please forgive me."
In less than two minutes, she seemed to have changed into a different person.
Han Duo stopped, seeing her face streaming with tears, the pain and torment in her eyes, and eventually, she softened...
"I’m not angry, I just wanted to let you cool down a bit. We are not in the right state of mind to rehearse now."
"Right, right, I think so too. So, Duoduo, could you do me a favor?"