She was about to close the door when Fu Shanshan sprawled on the ground, begging desperately, "I know it's my fault, I shouldn't have framed you, shouldn't have stolen your design. I was forced, my brother has racked up a huge debt again, I really had no choice, I'm begging you, Mu Mian, you're the President's wife, please don't stoop to my level, forgive me! I'm truly sorry, I will be good and be your friend from now on, I'll never frame you again."
"Be friends?" Mu Mian suddenly let out a light chuckle, "No, no, no... Fu Shanshan, you might not understand, you're not even qualified to be my friend."
Friends?
The word 'friends' only applied to Xu Yuan, An Ran, and Xue Ye; no one else could be considered Mu Mian's friend.
And Fu Shanshan, aiming for that distinction, wouldn't be enough for it in a lifetime.
One betrayal by Fu Shanshan was enough, but she did it over and over again. Such a person, what right did she have to be a friend?
