Her words pierced Lan Xi'er's heart like sharp needles one by one, and there was already a lot of blood dripping there.
She remembered what Su Rourou said to herself today. Although she didn't say it clearly, she could feel that Su Rourou was on Xie Xiaoqiu's side, and vaguely blamed herself.
At that time, she was also thinking, Su Rourou... Whose friend is she, and why did she help Xie Xiaoqiu to speak.
"Well, I actually sympathize with you. I've been a good best friend with such a person for so many years. Back then, she was obviously so low-spirited and inferior to you in every way... But she just played a little bit of tricks to get Luo Yichen out of you. He snatched it from her hand." An Yirou gently raised her hand and patted her shoulder, "Now, she won't even let Li Tianwei go... Tell me, does this kind of person treat you as a friend?"
"Shut up! Don't talk anymore!" Lan Xi'er covered her ears in pain, "Have you finished? Please leave! Don't provoke our relationship, you think... I am the same person as you Is it? Tell you, you are looking for the wrong person!"
An Yirou smiled coldly: "Lan Xi'er, stop pretending! How dare you say that when she snatched Luo Yichen from you, you didn't have the slightest resentment towards her? Now that you are abandoned by Tang Yu, you don't Having a child—but she and Luo Yichen are busy preparing for the wedding, and having a baby... dare you say, you don't feel anything at all?"
Lan Xi'er didn't speak, because she didn't want to admit that what An Yirou said hit her heart.
"Just tell me what you want!" After a long time, she looked at An Yirou coldly and said.
"Actually, I just want to cooperate with you." An Yirou took out a small packet of red powder from his pocket, "This thing is colorless and tasteless... If a pregnant woman drinks it..."
She didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but just gave Lan Xi'er a meaningful look.
Lan Xi'er's body trembled slightly, and she pushed her out fiercely: "An Yirou, get out! Do you think I'm like you? Get out, get out of here, don't let me get out of here in the future." Appear in front of me again!"
This time, An Yirou "rolled off" very cooperatively, but before leaving, he said: "Actually, we are the same kind of people..."
An Yirou left, and the small rental house suddenly fell silent. Lan Xi'er was still holding the small packet of powder that An Yirou had given her, and she couldn't stop trembling.
The recent events flashed before her eyes one after another. The way Su Rourou put on the wedding dress, and the way she was hugged by Luo Yichen...
The words An Yirou said before leaving kept echoing in her ears: "Lan Xi'er, we are actually the same kind of people... In fact, we are the same kind of people..."
Suddenly, she seemed to see Li Tianwei's determined face again: "Xi'er, I'm really disappointed in you..."
Lan Xi'er seemed to be crazy, and covered her ears fiercely: "Please, don't say any more, it's not good to say any more! I'm not... I'm not a bad woman!"
While roaring, she violently threw the bag of red powder out of the window. Then, like a ball of cotton, she fell lightly to the ground.
Kneeling on the cold wooden board, her face was full of tears of regret. In fact, she has always been jealous of Su Rourou, but she didn't want to admit it...
But she also knows that she has done many things wrong, and she can't make the same mistakes again and again. Su Rourou is her last friend.
It was undeniable that she couldn't control her jealousy at all. However, she...wouldn't do things that were not good for her. If she really did this, she would be no different from An Yirou.