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When I received the verification message for the "friend request," I completely lost hope in Qin Danni. Before this, I had harbored countless doubts about her. Yet, a glimmer of hope lingered in my heart, urging me not to betray a friend, so I always let it slide.
We had known each other for six years, and our personalities were entirely different. Qin Danni was lively and cheerful, while I was introverted and quiet. We complemented each other in character, but at the same time, I exposed my own flaws.
After meeting her, I had three boyfriends.
The first one: Qin Danni joked around with my boyfriend on the street, playfully teasing him as they walked together. It was only later that I learned she had secretly met up with him several times before I broke up with him, and she only told me afterward.
The second one: Qin Danni knew my boyfriend was at my house and suddenly showed up unannounced. In front of us, she stripped down to just a loose black bra, rummaging around the room for something to wear to bed. During dinner, she took the initiative to ask for my boyfriend's WeChat. When he refused, she privately complained that he wasn't generous enough.
The third one was her friend. They often drank together and called each other "brothers." While playing games, one would take Yao and the other Yun Zhongjun, completely inseparable as they laughed and teased each other. During trips, they would lie on the same bed in their clothes, chatting away.
When she noticed my expression darkening, she said, "We've done this before; we're brothers, don't worry." Then she added, "If you're upset, we can hang out less in the future."
After that, I never heard any news about them from either side again. Yet they always seemed to go missing at the same time or go out together.
Later, I saw photos of them with their arms around each other on a mutual friend's social media. I had a huge argument with Qin Danni. She said, "We're just normal friends; no one else thinks anything of it. Why are you overthinking?"
Her meaning was simple: I was being dark-minded and complicating things too much. I realized I was being foolish, caught in a situation where I was both manipulated and subjected to emotional manipulation. Her behavior wasn't overtly seductive, but it felt strange and uncomfortable to me. I could only suffer in silence.
Fortunately, I knew when to cut my losses. I broke up with my boyfriend and ended my relationship with her as well. Later, the term "Han Zi Cha" appeared online, and I finally understood what was going on. She had become the darling of male internet celebrities at her company. However, she didn't like that title. "Princesses are pure and innocent; you should call me Daddy!"
Due to work, I had to reconnect with her. She acted as if nothing had changed, treating me the same as before. I understood that in the workplace, one must maintain appearances—being polite on the surface while keeping a distance underneath.
Eventually, she discovered that I had a new boyfriend. Instead of directly asking for his contact information like before, she said, "Let me test your boyfriend for you; if he's honest, you can relax." I declined her offer, but deep down, I knew she wouldn't give up easily.
I created a fake account, and sure enough, within three days, she sent me a friend request.
I finally saw her true colors. Looking back, I didn't want to waste any more time on her. I sighed and declined the friend request.
Two minutes later, another verification message popped up:
“Hello, I’m Qian Qian’s best friend. Add me, please~”
I stared at the message in silence for a moment. A few seconds later, she sent another one:
“Don’t tell Qian Qian, she has a surprise for you. If she finds out that the surprise will be spoiled, she’ll be really disappointed.”
Just as I expected from you, my dear best friend. I glanced over at her as she was touching up her makeup next door. She happened to look my way and smiled at me.
It was that same insincere smile. The last time she advised me not to overthink things, it was with that same smile. You don’t hit someone who’s smiling; with just one smile from her, all the blame fell on me.
I forced a smile back at her.
Five minutes later, I accepted her request.
“Dear: Hello, you’re Qian Qian’s boyfriend, right? We’ve met before.”
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