Of course, Wang Xiaoke understood the implications of her words, but she only responded with a dismissive smile. “I don’t need you to judge what kind of person I am. Thank you.”

Feng Ning sneered. “Well, we’ll see. Honestly, someone like you? Mr. Song would probably just be playing with you. After all, after eating a lot of rich food, sometimes a bit of light greens is a nice change. Don’t delude yourself into thinking you’re that important. Women like you, who live in a daydream, I’ve seen plenty in the entertainment industry.”

“Oh, really? Well, thanks for your concern. But I don’t need you to worry about my business. You should focus more on your own. Keep this man tied to you, or you’ll end up looking ridiculous when he becomes someone else’s husband,” Wang Xiaoke responded pointedly.

“Xiaoke, although it was me and An Ning who wronged you before, you shouldn’t treat yourself like this,” Lu Ming said, looking at her with a complex expression.

Wang Xiaoke couldn’t be bothered with him. She continued to eat elegantly, though inside she was raging, wishing these two clueless people would just leave so she could eat in peace. In front of them, she had to maintain her composure. No matter how tough it was, she couldn’t show it.

“Hmph, let’s see how long she stays proud,” Feng Ning muttered coldly as she pulled Lu Ming away.

As they left, Wang Xiaoke finally let out a sigh of relief, but her appetite had already been ruined.

“An Ning, you and Xiaoke should try to get along better when possible. After all, you’ll have to live under the same roof in the future,” Lu Ming said tactfully.

Feng Ning naturally understood his point. Getting along with Wang Xiaoke would not only leave a good impression in front of Wang Chengyao, but it would also make it easier for her to enter the Wang Group in the future.

“Lu Ming, women are naturally jealous. Every time I think about how she almost took you away from me, I can’t help but feel anger towards her. Sometimes I wonder, if I didn’t love you so much, would I have treated her like that?”

Her long, thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and she sighed softly. “But you should know, there’s no ‘what if’ in love. I can’t control my love for you, and similarly, I can’t control my jealousy towards her.”

Lu Ming looked at her beautiful face, with her brows slightly furrowed, and couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity. He tightly grasped her delicate hand. “An Ning, it’s my fault.”

“These are all things I willingly accept, so I don’t blame you, because I know everything you do is for our future,” Feng Ning said. “But you don’t need to worry. Even if Wang Xiaoke finds out about our plan, we still have many options.”

“An Ning, what do you mean by that?” Lu Ming looked at her beautiful, rose-like face in confusion.

Feng Ning placed a finger on her lips and whispered, “Shh, you’ll know soon enough.”

“What’s going on?” Song Yi asked, noticing Wang Xiaoke’s lackluster mood.

Wang Xiaoke lazily lifted her eyelids and replied weakly, “My mood was ruined by two annoying people.”

Song Yi thought for a moment. “So where are these two annoying people now?”

“They left,” Wang Xiaoke replied, still disinterested.

“Well, since you’re not planning to eat, let’s move on to the next part,” Song Yi said seriously.