"Do you really believe everything he says?" Jiahui asked exasperatedly.
"Of course. Don't tell me you think I should look for his rumored girlfriend and fight her? Why should I do something like that?" Song Ning asked.
Jiahui looked at Song Ning speechlessly, furious.
Song Ning patted Jiahui's head and said. "Girl, remember to tell me when you fall in love someday. I hope you won't get fooled. You easily get emotional...."
"Me? You're talking about me?" An expression of disbelief appeared on Jiahui's face as she pointed at her nose.
Song Ning moved her chair closer to her desk before she said, "When you get into a relationship, remember to focus on your partner instead of focusing on outsiders and rumors. You must trust your partner!"
Jiahui retorted, "You trusted Fu Le; look at what happened in the end. Weren't you fooled by Fu Le as well?"
Song Ning's expression darkened immediately.
Upon seeing this, Jiahui knew she had touched a sore spot. She hurriedly apologized. "I'm sorry, Ning."
Song Ning shook her head slightly. "You're right, Jiahui, but I have a clear conscience in regard to my actions and behavior when I was with Fu Le. Therefore, I chose to trust Mu Chen and give him the benefit of the doubt. If I discover he's deceiving me in the future, I'll just break things off with him.
Jiahui, I have a clear conscience for how I acted during my relationship with Fu Le. So similarly, I choose to believe Mu Chen. If he deceives me one day in the future, I'll just break things off with him in time. No one can predict the future so there's no point worrying about what might or might not happen. Do you understand?"
Jiahui looked at Song Ning blankly. At this moment, she could not help but feel concerned about Mu Chen. Sir, I'm worried about your future.'
It was obvious Song Ning had been keeping her guard up. Jiahui wondered if Song Ning understood what it meant to fall in love? Did Song Ning know what love was? Song Ning was obviously an obtuse primitive woman!
Jiahui clicked her tongue, frustrated and speechless. Mr. Mu, you still have a long way to go before you can win her heart!'
At this moment, a melodious female voice rang from outside the door.
"Is this the place?"
Song Ning and Jiahui looked up in unison.
A slender woman with a black mask covering the lower half of her face walked through the door. Apart from her eyes, she had covered herself up from head to toe.
Next to the woman, a girl dressed in plain clothes, who looked like she was still a student, nodded and replied, "Yes, this is the place."
At the same time, two tall men wearing sunglasses and black suits stood behind them.
The masked woman looked around before she asked Song Ning and Jiahui, "Is Song Ning here?"
With a hint of charm, the woman's voice was pleasing to the ears.
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