Zhuang Xuejun didn't even lift her head, saying indifferently, "It's just an address, Miss An, feel free."
"Senior sister, I believe you've already guessed my intentions for today. Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush."
"I've guessed your intentions? Miss An, you're joking. If I remember correctly, this is our first meeting. Sorry, I don't possess mind reading skills and may not be able to connect with Miss An on a spiritual level."
An Siwen was caught off guard. Zhuang Xuejun's nonchalant attitude made her feel like a clown.
She wasn't taken seriously at all, yet she had thought of herself as important.
Taking a deep breath to suppress her displeasure, An Siwen continued, "I know Zhuang Xuejun and Luoqi were once in a relationship. The online rumors are not just gossip, but facts.
However, since you've broken up, please don't keep bothering him."
"I'm bothering him?" Zhuang Xuejun found it amusing. When had she ever bothered Han Luoqi?
