"It wasn't that you liked her. She had liked you long ago; she was the one who seduced you." Meng Yiran looked at Zhao Zilong and seriously corrected him, "This isn't your fault at all."
"Ah!!!!" Zhao Zilong was a little dumbfounded by Meng Yiran's words. What did that mean? Was she helping him excuse himself?
Zhao Zilong looked at her in confusion and asked, "Aren't you angry?"
Meng Yiran gently wrapped her arms around Zhao Zilong's neck and said softly, "Someone liking my beloved only proves how outstanding Zilong is! Besides, she's just jealous of me."
Hearing Meng Yiran's words, Zhao Zilong was somewhat surprised. Back then, whenever he showed even a little interest in Dugu Yan, Meng Yiran would roll her eyes at him and give him the cold shoulder. Why had she changed completely now?
Seeing Zhao Zilong's puzzled expression, Meng Yiran gave a delicate snort and said quietly, "Actually, three years ago, when you were training together, I could already tell that she liked you. But I won't lose to her. Over these past three years, I've constantly worked hard to become stronger."
Zhao Zilong could not make sense of Meng Yiran's baffling words. Holding her in return, countless questions flashed through his mind as he asked, "By the way, Yiran, do you really not care about Nana and me?"
Meng Yiran revealed a confident smile and reassured him, "Who said I don't care? It's just that this is a matter between us women. When the time comes, I'll speak to Sister Hu Liena myself. You don't need to be caught in the middle."
I'm worried you two will start fighting! Zhao Zilong grumbled inwardly at Meng Yiran's words.
Hearing Meng Yiran's words, Zhao Zilong became even more confused. Then Meng Yiran looked at him and