"You just have to communicate with her normally," Xue Rui said with a wave of his hand.
'That girl is a natural-born pushover; she'd never get into a fight with the little missy.'
'And the little missy isn't some shrew. Faced with the timid Lin Ruoxi, she won't push her luck. It'll let her experience what it feels like to punch a cotton ball.'
"Mm," Lin Ruoxi nodded. 'Gu Muxue knows about me. She must be heartbroken and needs someone to comfort her.'
But Xue Rui told her not to look for Gu Muxue, saying they'd meet at the gathering over the weekend.
'I can accept Gu Muxue's existence,' she thought, 'as long as Xue Rui is happy.'
'But will Gu Muxue accept me?'
'In any case, as long as I don't have to leave Xue Rui, and Xue Rui doesn't get hit anymore, I can handle whatever Gu Muxue throws at me...'
