Linda no longer entangled herself in the topic: "Getting to the point, you do realize you and Anjue are from two different worlds, right? You're not suitable for him."
"I know." She calmly sipped a milkshake, her eyes sincere, "He thinks I'm suitable."
Linda looked at Ye Xiaoyu with disdain, "Do you know what kind of person Anjue is? Do you know how much difference there is between your identities? Don't wait until you really have no way to turn back and then regret it. I'll say it again, I want you to leave Anjue."
Ye Xiaoyu had a faint smile on her lips, her elegantly beautiful face carrying a calm and coldness beyond her years, "Whether I leave Anjue or not is not for you to decide, nor for me to decide."
It's for Anjue to decide.
If he doesn't let her leave, she can't escape.
Likewise, no matter how much Linda wanted her to leave, she couldn't do it.
