Jiang Jiaying's laughter was filled with smug calculation.
Wenya seemed to see it too and immediately shot back at Jiang Jiaying.
"Back in high school, we were all just youngsters, none of us knew what love was. It was the beginning of puppy love, at most we had some passing affection for one another. It was like children playing house, anyone who took it seriously was a fool."
Jiang Jiaying, being of a rather rebellious nature, and wanting to show off in front of Ding Yinuo, naturally refused to back down.
"Miss Wen, your words are clearly filled with envy. Can't blame you though. Back in high school, no boy was willing to pursue you. Although it was just the start of young love, one can't deny that a first love is the sweetest emotion, making it unforgettable for a lifetime."
Wenya lost her temper,
"Who said no one chased after me in high school?"
"Oh really? Name them. If you can't, it proves that you're just trying to save face."