But in his heart, he also knew that when it came to learning how to please a female companion and getting along with people around him, whether it was Situ Xuan or Lu Jiayuan, he couldn’t compare to them!

"Like just now... I didn’t want you to have too much contact with Lu Jiayuan, did that make things difficult for you?"

Ultimately, Yu Zexiao still didn’t want to directly say he couldn’t compare to Lu Jiayuan, so he expressed it in a different way.

Jian Anning was slightly surprised, but seeing Yu Zexiao’s little eyes filled with anticipation, she smiled: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Yu Zexiao was taken aback, could it be that what Vincent said was true? Did she really feel somewhat troubled? Although he felt very uncomfortable inside, he still nodded.

Jian Anning laughed: "If I were in Canada, then I’d tell you that people there really value personal space, you know?"

Yu Zexiao nodded blankly, he had also studied in the United States, so he naturally understood that Westerners admire their personal world.

The emotions between them were, rather than like in the East where it’s truly the merging of two families, more like companionship between two people. But even for couples, Westerners would give each other a bit of personal space, allowing them a moment to breathe freely.

So, was Jian Anning really feeling troubled just now?

"However," Jian Anning’s tone shifted, her expression becoming somewhat gentle: "But I dislike one thing even more, called ’ex-partner’."

Yu Zexiao’s eyes widened.

Jian Anning chuckled: "With things as they are now, I don’t want to hide anything from you. Lu Jiayuan and I went to the same university. Back then, we had a pretty good relationship, and I also... had feelings for him."

At that, Yu Zexiao was furious: "What are you saying? Didn’t you say he wasn’t your ex-boyfriend?"

So after all this, it was still Lu Jiayuan! He wanted to kill that bastard!

"He really isn’t." But with just a single sentence from Jian Anning, Yu Zexiao quietly sat back down.

"Why is that?"

"I did like him, and he probably knew. But we really weren’t a couple, because he later got together with my sister." When Jian Anning brought up this matter now, she seemed surprisingly calm. It was as if this once deeply painful issue had long become a thing of the past.

Indeed, it was a thing of the past, because she realized that the last time she spoke frankly to Lu Jiayuan, the metaphorical weight in her heart had already been lifted. It was like today, when she saw him coming to show her concern again, she was able to face him politely.

Yu Zexiao sat on the side, slightly confused: "So?"

"There is no ’so,’ hence, he’s not my ex-boyfriend!" Jian Anning laughed, "Didn’t I tell you already, you’re my only boyfriend, before and now. However, even so, I still find meeting him a bit awkward and won’t have much contact with him in the future."

After listening, Yu Zexiao didn’t even know what to feel. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he immediately asked: "What about that Situ guy!"

Jian Anning burst into laughter, knowing all along it was Situ Xuan he was concerned about: "Didn’t I already tell him before? I like you, and to him, I can only say sorry. If it’s not necessary, I probably won’t have contact with him either."

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