A fashion queen

Mo Yunting frowned, a flicker of anger in his eyes. He was well aware of Xue Ying's relationship with Song Yuhang, but he hadn't expected her to actually tell him about this place. This pained him, as if something he cherished had been so easily taken away.

"You've been avoiding me for a while now, so let's have a good talk." Song Yuhang took a deep breath and decided to break the deadlock. He knew that the problem between them had to be resolved, otherwise this stalemate would only make both of them more painful. He looked at Mo Yunting, hoping to read some response from his eyes.

Mo Yunting was silent for a moment, then finally put down his glass and turned to face Song Yuhang. His expression remained impassive, but the hostility in his eyes had subsided slightly. "Okay, what do you want to talk about?" His voice was calm and firm, as if he was prepared for anything.

Song Yuhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mo Yunting didn't directly reject him. He took another small step forward, stared closely into Mo Yunting's eyes and said, "You should wake up a little! Her name is Cui Xueying, not the Yue'er you've been thinking about!" Every time he heard Mo Yunting call out Yue'er's name, he would feel very uncomfortable, even a little jealous, because the special meaning contained in this name was a gap that he could not cross.

Mo Yunting could easily enter Cui Xueying's heart, but he could never do this. He could only watch silently from the side, his heart filled with helplessness and bitterness.

"Ever since I knew Yue'er was your fiancée, no matter how much I love her, I have been trying hard to control my emotions and resist the urge to find her. Isn't that enough?" At this moment, Mo Yunting felt extremely painful in his heart. If he didn't have unfinished work to deal with, he would definitely fly to other countries without hesitation to heal his wounded heart.

Yue'er's allure, beauty, generosity, and gentleness lingered in his mind. Whenever he closed his eyes, he could clearly sense her sweet scent, as if she were right beside him. Therefore, whenever he had free time, he would stay here, refusing to move. His mind replayed the beautiful moments of their time together, replaying them like a romantic movie.

In his life, no woman had ever driven him so crazy and infatuated. However, when he learned that Yue'er was actually Song Yuhang's fiancée, his heart was filled with endless pain. He could only silently endure this painful torment alone.

To calm the turmoil on both sides, he had been hanging up without hesitation whenever Song Yuhang called him. He simply hoped that after they had both adjusted their mindsets, they could be honest with each other again. He simply didn't want to ruin their decade-long friendship over a single word of "love."

As for his and Yue'er's love, he remained tight-lipped, never mentioning it. As long as Yue'er never recalled the past, it wouldn't affect the three of them. Let him bear all the pain silently.

"You are my best friend, and I naturally understand that you always consider me. I came to see you today just to thank you in person!" Song Yuhang said lightly, because he had always been grateful for Yun Ting's voluntary withdrawal.