Summary
My childhood friend fell for a girl who sang at a bar.
When his family objected, he pointed at me without a second thought.
“Then I’ll just have to date her. She’s been in love with me for ten years anyway.”
“Don’t let that innocent face fool you. She drinks, she smokes, and she’s a gold digger through and through.”
“Several of my friends have slept with her. Ask them if you don’t believe me.”
After his family left, Song Qinian finally remembered the human shield he had dragged into the line of fire.
“Sorry,” he said carelessly. “I made all that up about you.”
I shook my head, perfectly calm.
“There’s no need to apologize.”
He gave a scornful laugh and glanced sideways at me.
“What, are you angry?”
I froze for a moment.
Why would I be angry?
Everything he had said was true.