Jin Luoluo replied with a smiling expression, “What do you mean insult? I already said I was guessing. Am I not allowed to guess? Do you have the right to stop me? If people don’t act shamelessly, others won’t insult them. But if someone insists on being shameless and even flaunts it everywhere afterward, then why can’t people scold her?”
“You’re saying I’m shameless? What do you mean by that? Xiao Che and I fell in love long ago. You’re the one who inserted yourself between us. The one who should feel ashamed is you.”
Jin Luoluo scratched her head boredly, feeling extremely disappointed by Yang Ruoyao’s performance.
This woman was too pretentious, stubbornly maintaining her noble-lady demeanor. Her weak rebuttals were no fun at all.
Originally, Jin Luoluo had expected Yang Ruoyao to come up with something creative and go head-to-head with her. Who knew her insults would be so lackluster that they couldn’t even ignite Jin Luoluo’s fighting spirit.
“I never said that. If you insist on applying the label to yourself, there’s nothing I can do about it. And don’t assume that just because you love someone, everyone else is dying to steal him from you. In your eyes, Xiao Che is a bar of gold, but in my eyes he’s not even worth a piece of scrap iron. Don’t assume my standards are as low as yours. If you’re so worried he’ll change his heart, then just stick to him like a shadow every day. Why come here and yap at me?”
Yang Ruoyao was both shocked and furious. Jin Luoluo had actually insulted Xiao Che like that, and even mocked her for having poor taste.
“Scrap… scrap iron? Jin Luoluo, do you think if you say that, I’ll believe you don’t like him? You’re about to become his prince consort. What woman would willingly accept her husband’s heart not being with her? Besides, if a woman can’t obtain her husband’s favor, life in the prince’s manor and the palace will definitely be miserable. Are you really that foolish, not to fight for your husband’s love?”
How could that be possible? Jin Luoluo was still just a woman. As long as she was a woman, she couldn’t escape jealousy and competing for affection and favor.
A woman without her husband’s love would surely live a pitiful and bitter life.
No matter how talented Jin Luoluo was at business, she would still have to obey the rules of the prince’s manor.
“But I don’t like him, so what am I supposed to fight for? He’s your treasure, not mine.”
Jin Luoluo felt as if she were communicating with an alien. Their ways of thinking were completely opposite, and they simply could not understand each other.
Was something wrong with Yang Ruoyao’s brain? She insisted on believing Jin Luoluo liked Xiao Che and kept forcing her own views onto her.
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