A fashion queen

Mo Yunting's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the two people present to hear. After saying this, he looked straight at his wife and her friend in front of him, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

After hearing her husband's words, Cui Xueying's body froze for a moment, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. But soon, a delicate blush, like the sunset glow, spread across her snow-white cheeks, extending all the way to her ears. She bit her lip lightly, then nodded slightly in agreement.

She raised her head, her eyes as gentle as water as she gazed at the person in front of her, and in a softer and slightly apologetic tone than usual, she whispered like a breeze blowing across the lake: "Well, okay." As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something important, and quickly turned her head and cast her gaze on Bai Feifei who was standing beside her.

At this moment, Bai Feifei was quietly watching everything happening in front of her, with an expression of loss and sadness that was hard to conceal.

Cui Xueying couldn't help feeling a strong sense of guilt. She took a deep breath, tried to keep her voice calm, and said to Bai Feifei apologetically, "I'm so sorry, Feifei. Let's talk about this today. I'm really sorry. But don't worry, there will be a chance for us to get together again next time. We will have a good chat then. This is my business card with my contact information on it. If you want to find me, you can call or message me at any time." After that, Cui Xueying gracefully took out a beautifully designed and exquisitely crafted business card from her bag and carefully handed it to Bai Feifei.

Bai Feifei silently reached out and took the card, a token of the other person's affection. Her fingers gently caressed the words and images on the card, feeling the faint yet real warmth. Finally, she raised her head, forced a smile, and nodded to Cui Xueying, acknowledging her farewell. However, only she knew that at this moment, deep within her heart, she was consumed by endless loneliness and pain.

Looking at the backs of Cui Xueying and her husband walking away, Bai Feifei tightly grasped the business card in her hand, her eyes gradually becoming moist. She never thought that she was still one step too late.

Just now, she had heard the man say they were going home together, and at that moment, her heart seemed to shatter into countless pieces. Didn't this mean that the two of them had established the most intimate relationship? And what about her? From the beginning to the end, perhaps she was just a humble secret admirer.

This feeling hidden deep in my heart is destined to be like a shadow in the darkness, never to be exposed to the sunlight...

Bai Feifei, like a flower deprived of the sun's nourishment, slowly turned away, her heart broken. Crystal-clear tears burst forth like a flood, instantly blurring her beautiful yet bewildered vision.

She walked aimlessly forward like a zombie, dragging her heavy steps forward aimlessly. Each step felt like stepping on cotton, light and powerless. At this moment, her once passionate heart was filled with endless loss and deep helplessness.

At this moment, a low engine roar came from far away, and then a luxury car came rushing like lightning and stopped steadily beside Bai Feifei.

The car window slowly rolled down, and a face that couldn't be more familiar came into view. It was Cui Xueying's ex-fiancé—Song Yuhang! His deep eyes were fixed on Bai Feifei, flashing with an indescribable complex emotion.

Then, in a voice so soft that it was almost suffocating, he said to Bai Feifei softly, "Get in the car."

Hearing this, Bai Feifei couldn't help but be slightly startled, her face full of surprise and confusion. She really couldn't understand why this man appeared here at this moment.

After a brief hesitation, perhaps out of some inexplicable trust, or perhaps out of deep helplessness in her heart, she made a decision. In the end, she opened the car door and got in carefully.

As the car door closed, the entire car fell into a depressing silence. Bai Feifei lowered her head, fiddling with the corners of her clothes with her hands, never daring to look up at the man sitting in the driver's seat.

Song Yuhang, through the mirror inside the car, silently watched the somewhat uneasy girl beside him. After a long while, he finally took a deep breath and broke the silence. "Actually, I already knew why you came here. I wonder if it has something to do with Cui Xueying?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Feifei raised her head suddenly as if she had been electrocuted, and looked at Song Yuhang in front of her with astonishment, her eyes revealing disbelief.