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Sang Yu got up and walked over to Lin Yue, wrapping her arms around her and gently patting her back. She knew, she understood. As her best friend, how could she not know how much Lin Yue liked Sheng Yan'an?
"Yue Yue, whatever you decide to do, I support you. As long as you're happy."
Lin Yue, who had been holding back her grievances all day, finally let it all out in Sang Yu's embrace, crying loudly. "That woman called me a mistress! She actually said I'm a mistress! She's the real mistress! Her whole family are mistresses! What era is this? Still playing matchmaker like it's some kind of game!" Lin Yue complained to Sang Yu.
"Of course you're not a mistress! That's just nonsense! She's the one who's a mistress!" Sang Yu hurriedly comforted Lin Yue.
"Cheers! Today I’m going to drink until I drop!" Lin Yue pushed Sang Yu away, grabbed a beer from the table, and started gulping it down.
Sang Yu knew that if she didn’t let Lin Yue drink to her heart's content today, it wouldn’t end well. First, she made sure Lin Yue ate some food; drinking on an empty stomach was never a good idea. She piled plenty of food into Lin Yue's bowl.
"Sang Sang is the best to me!" Lin Yue said through tears and laughter as she looked at Sang Yu.
Seeing Lin Yue completely drunk made Sang Yu's heart ache. She had experienced the bitterness of love herself, so she could deeply understand her friend's pain—something no one else could replace.
After helping Lin Yue to bed, Sang Yu wiped her face with a wet wipe. To make her friend more comfortable while sleeping, she helped Lin Yue change into her own pajamas, even sweating in the process. She thought to herself that she needed to get Lin Yue to lose some weight; she was too heavy!
"I'm only ninety pounds! That's a standard weight! It's your strength that's too weak!" Lin Yue protested.
Finally, Sang Yu cleaned up the mess on the table.
As Sang Yu sat on the sofa resting, Lin Yue's phone rang. Picking it up, she saw the name "Yue Yue's little darling." With that nickname, Sang Yu didn’t need to guess who it was; it had to be Sheng Yan'an.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Yue Yue. I'm sorry you had to go through this today." On the other end of the line, Sheng Yan'an lay back on his sofa looking somewhat defeated. He held his glasses in one hand and rubbed his nose with the other, appearing utterly exhausted.
He had just returned from his family home after spending the day at his clinic with Ling Yuxuan. He had never encountered such a thick-skinned woman before. After work, he rushed back home and ended up arguing with his grandfather; only now did he have time to call Lin Yue.
As for that annoying woman—ha! Whoever wants to deal with her can do so; he certainly wouldn’t!
"Sheng Yi? This is Sang Yu."
"Sang Yu?" Sheng Yan'an hadn’t expected Sang Yu to answer the phone. As Lin Yue’s boyfriend, he certainly knew that Sang Yu was her good friend, but they weren’t very familiar with each other since they hadn’t interacted much before. "Is Yue Yue with you?"
"Yes, she's here." Sang Yu's tone wasn't very friendly. Although she knew this wasn’t Sheng Yan'an’s fault, she couldn’t help but vent her frustration on him; after all, it was because of him that Lin Yue was so upset and being called a mistress by others.
"Um... could you let Yue Yue take the call?" Sheng Yan'an didn’t take offense at Sang Yu’s tone; after all, this situation was indeed his fault.
"I'm afraid she can't take your call right now."
"What's wrong? She didn't come out, did she?" Sheng Yan'an suddenly stood up from the sofa, fearing that Lin Yue had gotten into some trouble.
She was drunk.
As long as she didn't come out, as long as she didn't come out. Sheng Yan'an murmured to himself. Earlier that day, Lin Yue had run out of the clinic, and he had gone after her. However, that woman, Ling Yuxuan, had clung tightly to his waist. By the time he managed to deal with her and chased after Lin Yue, he could no longer find her anywhere. He called her, but she didn’t answer.
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