Zhou Chen was a little confused by Xia Wan's words.
The person who had always fawned over him was actually being cold to him?
"Xia Wan, do you know what you're saying?" Zhou Chen's face became stony as he barked at Xia Wan.
Xia Wan looked straight at him. "Of course I do. My head's not muddled."
"Alright, alright. You said it yourself. Don't regret it." Zhou Chen said gloomily.
"Naturally." Xia Wan replied with unyielding confidence, devoid of any reluctance.
"Song Zhi, let's go. She's not worth our time," Zhou Chen said to Song Zhi and left first.
After Zhou Chen and Song Zhi left, Han Xuan looked at Xia Wan and asked, "Sister Xia Wan, what those two said just now was true? Did you like that man in the past?"
Xia Wan nodded. "I used to have poor eyesight."
"You don't like him now, do you?" Han Xuan asked again.