"That wasn't it."
Su Qiao glanced at him without getting angry.
"In my own relationships, I've always been fairly rational."
"I'm flesh and blood, with deep emotions. Ending a relationship will hurt, but to avoid ending up utterly miserable, no matter how painful it is, I have to withdraw in time and cut my losses."
"Otherwise, I'd end up like Wu Youqing in Peerless Beauty, moping miserably and immersing herself in sorrow all day long."
Su Qiao leaned back in her chair, one hand resting casually on the armrest while the other remained on the table.
Her fingertips habitually tapped slowly against the tabletop. Her whole demeanor was casual and free-spirited, yet faintly domineering.
"That isn't the life I want, and I don't want to become that kind of person either. It doesn't suit my personality."
"Miss Su Man really has a strong personality. She's very unique, too."
A few men were displeased by what Su Qiao had said, but most of them agreed with her point of view.
Quite a few people even began looking at her with admiration.
It was no longer simply because of her outstanding beauty, but because of her carefree personality and the unique aura she exuded.
The other actors in the cast, including the megastar Jiang Aiyun and Director Yu, had all become mere foils.
At that moment, this place seemed to have become Su Qiao's stage, with her directing and leading everyone.
"You flatter me. I just know myself."
"To him, I'm neither the first nor the last. I'm merely one stroke on the romantic blueprint of his life."
Everyone knew who the "he" in Su Qiao's words referred to—the man named Pei Yulou.
"Many women always assume they'll be the one to bring a man like this to an end, that they'll