Xiao Yu's heart was bitter, did it need to be said? Anyone with eyes could see it, otherwise how could those photos have come out? In the afternoon, she was by the river, feeling the wind and scrolling through the news.
Underneath the news about him and The Queen, it was all praise for them, calling them a perfect match of talent and beauty, even honoring Gong Ting as The First Royal Husband.
Looking at those comments, her heart felt tightly clenched. She masochistically read the comments, mercilessly extinguishing the budding feelings in her heart. She should have faced the reality.
"The whole world knows you two are in love. Does anyone need to tell me?" Xiao Yu's face, already pale, turned even more transparent.
Gong Ting, hands on his hips in anger, paced around the room, and lashed out at her, "I am in love with her, then what about Ning'er? Su Yu, in your eyes, am I such a fickle man, loving whoever I see?"
