The door of Mu Ranzheng’s door was left ajar. When Su Luoli reached the door, she saw him standing in front of the window. She knew he was in grief just by watching his back.
Su Luoli could not believe that the young man who used to be playful and was all smiles was about to get married, and that he was going to fall victim to a marriage arranged by his family.
When she knocked on the door, he turned around and glanced at her before turning back again to face the window. Su Luoli walked toward the window and stopped next to him. “I know you’re very upset right now, but I’ll always be here for you. Don’t keep it all to yourself.”
The corners of his lips curled up into a bitter smile. “You telling me this is not going to change anything. Wasn’t this what all of you wanted? Qinqin has gone overseas while I’m arranged to get married. The two of us will never get to be together again. Are you guys happy now?”
Mu Ranzheng was treating Su Luoli as one of his enemies as he had implied that she was one of ‘you guys’.
Su Luoli was displeased with his tone because they had been, after all, good friends for many years. The fact that she was now Wen Qingmu’s wife had not affected their friendship at all. “Don’t be like this. I’m still willing to take your side.”