Qin Yi was stunned.

Why did she think about Yun Huan? Didn't she promise to herself that she'd forget him?

Qin YI's emotions were in turmoil, something that had been suppressed wanting to come up.

She was still in a daze when a face suddenly appeared before her. Before she could react, her lips were blocked.

Feng Qingge pressed her lips on Qin Yi's mouth for a few seconds, then turned and looked at the gloomy Jun Moli with a face full of provocation.

“Sc.u.mbag, you came too late. I found my own man, you can stay far, far away from me from now on.”

Jun Moli's eyes were filled with flames as he stared at the graceful youth in front of him. His dark eyes seemed to say that the youth was a dead man.

Feng Qingge sneered, “Jun Moli, just you see if you dare to touch Yiyi. Don't force me to fight you for life.”

Jun Moli's bewitching eyes flashed with a hint of hurt as he pursed his lips and decided to come to a compromise.

“Fine, I'll take my leave first.”

When Jun Moli left, Qin Yi turned to see that Feng Qingge's eyes were red, hatred and love both present.

Qin Yi remained calm and used her finger to wipe her lips in disdain. When Feng Qingge saw her action, she looked at Qin Yi in resentment.

“Little Yiyi, no way! Are you going to abandon me like this?”

Qin Yi did not reply directly, instead clutching the little fox spirit into her embrace. She caressed it gently, actually adoring it somewhat.

She glanced at Feng Qingge's red eyes, stating, “You still love him.”

Feng Qingge gave a self-deprecating laugh. “So what? He hurt me deeply for a fake. If not for Scarlet, I would have died. Why should I forgive that sc.u.mbag?”

“Little Yiyi, you love someone too, right? If you truly love him, you will understand me.” Feng Qingge laid on the bed weakly, her eyes dim.

Qin Yi suddenly felt the desire to say everything in her mind.

She told Feng Qingge about her relations.h.i.+p with Yun Huan, even explaining her own suspicions towards her emotions for him.

It was fine before, but after seeing Feng Qingge and Jun Moli, Qin Yi saw her own reflection in those two, although she couldn't understand why.

After listening to her story, Feng Qingge jumped down emotionally, no signs of dejection present.

“Little Yiyi, this Yun Huan definitely likes you, and you have feelings for him too.”

Feng Qingge immediately saw the love between the two. The saying that the people involved could not see clearly but the onlooker saw everything clearly was true.

Qin Yi could accurately tell that Feng Qingge had feelings for Jun Moli but was unable to sense her own emotions for Yun Huan. Meanwhile, Feng Qingge could understand her situation after hearing about it just once.

But after the excitement, she calmed down once again.

“But so what? He is also a sc.u.mbag who hurt you for another woman. Eh, tell me why are the two of us so sad, hurt so deeply by the people we love? But Little Yiyi, you cannot forgive him. Let them regret it.”

Feng Qingge had an extremely bad impression of Yun Huan. Little Yiyi had her emotions sealed off because of him, so she was able to see the immensity of the emotions that Qin Yi had from that betrayal.

Qin Yi's heart was cold. Even if she was aware of her emotions for Yun Huan, no ripples could be formed in her heart. To her, it was just the doubt in her heart coming undone, but it would not cause her to palpitate.

There was no need to talk about forgiveness. She would not forgive Yun Huan. The sensation from the stabbing was something that Qin Yi remembered very clearly.