Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Qiao Lian clenched her fists tightly as she watched Song Yuanxi take another step forward. Narrowing her eyes, she said, “Qiao Lian, you’ll be a match for my sister no matter what you do. It’s best that you give up.”

A barely visible smirk appeared on Song Yuanxi’s face after she spoke these words.

A sense of pleasure grew in her as she observed Qiao Lian’s face turn pale. Was Qiao Lian hurt? In despair? In pain? Even if so, it was not enough.

Just when she thought that Qiao Lian had hit rock bottom, she suddenly looked up.

The look of astonishment had disappeared from her face. She said in an unexpectedly calm tone, “Oh, so your sister was Shen Liangchuan’s first love.”

Her lack of reaction caught Song Yuanxi by surprise.

She had not expected Qiao Lian to remain this sober and calm.

Qiao Lian hadn’t shown any hint of emotion in her last remark, but then her following remark was logical to the point of being ridiculous. “But what has that got to do with me?” She seemed unperturbed, almost indifferent.

For a fleeting moment Song Yuanxi looked almost frantic when she heard these words. “Why wouldn’t it have anything to do with you, you-”

She cut herself short suddenly as she remembered Shen Liangchuan’s stern warning.

She recalled Brother Liangchuan’s words from the last time he had paid her a visit at the filming location. Before leaving, his last words had been, “I do not wish for Xiao Qiao to know about my past.”

He had said this as though ready to spill the blood of anyone who dared go against his wish. She shivered even as she thought about it now.

While Song Yuanxi’s words couldn’t find their way out, Qiao Lian on the other hand spoke freely. “Song Yuanxi, I have no idea how crazily Shen Liangchuan and your sister loved each other before. But since she’s willing to die for Shen Liangchuan, then it must be her greatest wish that he lives happily! And not spend his remaining years living in the shadows of the her memory!”

Qiao Lian steadily held her gaze and boldly staked her claim, “And right now, I am the only person who can give him that sort of happiness!”

“Whether I deserve to be by his side, it’s not for you or I to judge. It is for him to decide!”

“Let me be honest with you: don’t even try breaking us apart. Nothing can come in between Shen Liangchuan and I!”

Song Yuanxi trembled with anger upon hearing these words. “Nothing can come in between you? Really? You can live with the fact that he will always have another woman in his heart? Let me tell you, Brother Liangchuan will never forget my sister! And do you know what’s in that room on the third floor of the house? The room that he never lets anyone in? It’s filled with memories of him and his first love!”

Qiao Lian’s pupils shrank and she laughed derisively. “So what? Your sister is a memory. But I, I am here in the flesh next to him!”

“Song Yuanxi, get it into your head that it’s Shen Liangchuan, not I, who owes your sister! So if you continue to set me up, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

After saying this, Qiao Lian elegantly turned around and walked out of the room.

Song Yuanxi was now alone in the room. She stood on the spot, her hands clenched into tight fists. She stared in Qiao Lian’s direction with anger and hatred. A flash of iciness appeared in her eyes.

So what if you are Brother Liangchuan’s first love, Qiao Lian? He will never tell you the truth! So you are still at my mercy!

This make-believe first love story… I cannot believe for a moment that it hasn’t planted seeds of doubt in your heart .

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How could it not plant seeds of doubt?

Qiao Lian’s heart was numb from the unbearable pain as she made her way downstairs.

Was Song Yuanxi speaking the truth?

Or was she making up stories and telling a whole lot of lies?