Zhong Niangyao didn't know where Zhong Mengxuan had heard those words from, but she wasn't in the mood to explain so much to the other party. She waved her hand dismissively, as if shooing away a fly, "My affairs are none of your business. Just mind your own, and stop worrying about me."
Zhong Mengxuan didn't get angry either. When she looked at Zhong Niangyao, her eyes were filled with gloating, "Zhong Niangyao, I know you've been dumped, so you're in a bad mood. But you can't take your anger out on me!"
"Zhong Mengxuan, it's broad daylight, so let's not talk nonsense here." Zhong Niangyao leaned lazily against the back of the chair, "No matter what's going on between Lu Yichen and me, it has nothing to do with you. If you have time, mind your own business. And don't keep staring at Long Jiarui's belly. If you're able, secure Lu Chenran's heart."
