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However, Lu Yanxun only glanced at her quietly before turning around and walking back.

Su Xinyue's heart sank to the bottom.

I don't even remember how Zhang Guihua finally dragged me back to her house.

Hearing footsteps at the door, Aunt Zhang peeked out.

"You're back. I just finished cooking. Wash your hands and you can eat now."

"I'm not eating anymore, I can't eat."

Zhang Guihua shouted back and pulled Su Xinyue into the house.

As soon as Aunt Zhang saw Su Xinyue's tear-streaked face, Zhang Guihua closed the door.

Aunt Zhang was extremely puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Guihua closed the door and pushed the distraught Su Xinyue to sit down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing her sad and tearful, I wasn't entirely gloating.

It still touched me a little bit.

There was a sense of shared misery between the two of them at this stage: "Sister Xiaoyue, don't cry, you've ruined your makeup."

Su Xinyue then came to her senses and took out a handkerchief from her handbag to wipe away her tears.

"Sister Xiaoyue, please don't come looking for Brother Yanxun anymore." Zhang Guihua said, seemingly concerned for Su Xinyue. "If you bother him again, he'll probably start to hate you."

"I'm annoyed by him?" Su Xinyue was stunned, looking at Zhang Guihua in disbelief. "Guihua, do you also think I'm annoyed by him?"

Zhang Guihua thought to herself, "That's right, no matter how much people chase you, you just won't leave."

Isn't this annoying?

But Zhang Guihua certainly couldn't say that.

She pretended to be troubled, frowning as she said, "Sister Xiaoyue, it's not that I think so, it's just Brother Yanxun's attitude..."

Zhang Guihua didn't finish her sentence, looking at Su Xinyue with sympathy.

“I knew him first.” Su Xinyue’s tears flowed uncontrollably again. “We’ve known each other for so long, how could he change his mind so easily… How could he do this to me…”

Hearing Su Xinyue's tearful complaints, Zhang Guihua wanted to roll her eyes again.

In terms of who knew Lu Yanxun first, Zhang Guihua actually knew him earlier than Su Xinyue.

When the Zhang and Lu families lived across the street from each other, the Su family hadn't moved in yet.

Zhang Guihua remembers that Su Xinyue was already five or six years old when her father moved to the compound and became their neighbor due to a job transfer.

Zhang Guihua also wanted to say to Su Xinyue that she was the one who met Lu Yanxun first.

Besides, the Su family has been gone for so many years, how could Su Xinyue still say something like Lu Yanxun changing his mind so easily?

They really lack self-awareness.

"No matter what, Brother Yanxun has already married Jiang Zao and is about to become a father, so you shouldn't think about him anymore. It's no use thinking about him. He can't possibly divorce Jiang Zao and then marry you."

Zhang Guihua knew that comforting words wouldn't work on Su Xinyue, so she simply told her some painful facts.

“I know everything you’re saying, but I just can’t let him go, and I can’t forget him. For him, I begged my dad to pull some strings so I could come here to teach, just so I could be closer to him. But I never expected him to treat me like this.”

Su Xinyue cried even harder, looking at Zhang Guihua with tears streaming down her face, "Guihua, what should I do now?"

Zhang Guihua silently complained to herself: I still can't let him go or forget him. I still want to be close to him. I'm even willing to be the stepmother of his child. I still want to know what to do.

Zhang Guihua glanced at Su Xinyue and said coolly, "I don't know what you should do either. I only know that you can't go to Yan Xun anymore. No matter how much you cry or pester him, it won't lead to anything."