Chapter 337 His Circle of Friends (17)_1

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Xu Qiaoqiao felt her heart convulse sharply.

She furrowed her eyebrows and clenched her fists, a sense of humiliation washing over her.

Yang Leman's gaze was firmly fixed on her as she began to speak, word by word, "Miss Xu, as a homewrecker dissuader, this small matter should be a piece of cake for you. It's true that your big brother is very outstanding and many girls like him, which I can totally understand. But this time, this person is quite special, taking advantage of her position and approaching him without restraint, moving closer and closer to him, and him… he is merely feeling sorry for that person."

Yang Leman's words, like a dagger, pierced Xu Qiaoqiao's heart with each utterance, leaving her covered in metaphorical blood. For a moment, Xu Qiaoqiao felt helpless, even shameful and pitiable, like a despised homewrecker.

Yang Leman caught the change in her mood and a flash of disdain crossed her eyes.