"We are spiritual lovers. Maybe no one knows it, but as long as we know it ourselves, there will be no one in this world who understands me like you, and walks into my heart. [-]"

"But why, this relationship is like a sin in the sun. I can't stand up and prove how much I love you when you are suffering from vicious rumors. There is no way to hold your hand openly. We can only live in dark and wet gaps. My life has nothing to do with you, and your happiness has nothing to do with me. Even if I see you forcibly smile and show the world the gorgeous clothes on the scars, I can't reveal my heartache. I can only watch you act calmly and watch your fake smile on your face after the tears are dried. That is too cruel torture for me."

"That's the path I've chosen long ago. No matter how I live in the future, it's always much better than before!"

Ye Ayin seemed to recall some unbearable past events. Her tone flashed with excitement, but soon, she was suppressed by her heart again. She looked at Ke Yunze and tried to speak indifferently and ruthlessly.

"Because I care about you, I won't choose you. Because I only love myself, you don't have to love me."

Ke Yunze's heartache was as painful as a knife. He wanted to ask if she used him to negotiate terms with her father today, did she have planned it before she elopes?

But finally, he still said nothing...

Three days later, Ye Ayen appeared at the school, and there were many reporters around the door, but it was not for Ye Ayen.

I heard that Ji Jinyao was confessed by a well-known mixed-race male model during the advertisement shooting. She was very surprised at that time. She neither agreed nor forgot to refuse. She took the other party's flowers and stood there blankly, watching the other party's tall back gradually fading away. This scene was photographed by the onlookers on their mobile phones and uploaded to the famous video station. Ji Jinyao's fame became popular again. She was originally beautiful and outstanding, but now more people talked about her. Ji Jinyao disappeared for a few days and refused any interviews. It was not until the school started that the reporter had the opportunity to catch her.

Downstairs of the teaching building, Ji Jinyao stood there, her curly long hair was blown by the wind, with a bit of pure and beautiful style. There were many reporters in front of her, and the microphones were densely packed together.

"We are just good friends, there's nothing really. I don't know what he thinks. I think it's more direct for you to ask him."

"He said he admired me very much? Well, I admired him very much. Before he debuted, he saw his photo in a magazine and thought he was a very charming artist at that time."

"It's not hype, I don't have a new drama to be released now."

"We won't be together. To be honest, we have only met a few times, and we went to dinner with many people. We didn't even say a few words to each other. I believe that the bouquet of flowers is just an encouragement and no other intention. Now I just want to act well and make a TV series that I am satisfied with. Although I have answered a lot of scripts recently, I have not found a story that can touch me all at once."

Ye Ayen walked past and listened to Ji Jinyao explaining one question after another.

Now she has grown a lot and rarely gets overwhelmed by the sharp topics of journalists.

A reporter was unwilling to give up and asked loudly: "I heard that you have a bad relationship with Ye Ayan, right?"
Chapter completed!