Tang Shiyao looked longingly at Han Luoli, her furrowed brows seeming deeply pained.
She lamented profoundly, "Luoli, why are you deceiving yourself like this? I know Gu Xiaoer looks somewhat like me, but you can't just marry another woman to find traces of me!"
"..."
"..."
Han Luoli really felt quite helpless, but since this woman, aside from her narcissism, hadn't done anything too outrageous, he couldn't really lash out.
Besides, she had helped him before.
Gu Xiaoer frowned, so they really did have a past...
Damn!
Isn't it really annoying!
She silently scratched her head, momentarily doubting Da Luoluo's taste.
That Tang Shiyao was the same as in high school; after all these years, she still lives in her self-woven narcissism.
Actually, aside from being about the same height and both liking ponytails, they really didn't have anything similar.
According to Lele's past comments, it was just that Tang Shiyao was trying to ride the wave of popularity.
