He whispered softly in her ear, and An Lin instinctively pushed him away, "Listen to you? Tong Ji Yuan, you are really funny. Why should I listen to you? Four years ago, if it weren't for Beichen, I would have been dead. What right do you have to say such things? Tong Ji Yuan, we have nothing to do with each other anymore, so please don't act like we're close."
She turned to leave, and Tong Ji Yuan was about to step forward when he saw someone approaching, his expression turning indifferent.
Ji Niandong and Lu Beichen stood off against each other for a long time before Lu Beichen finally said in a low, hoarse voice, "Tongtong."
He wanted to step forward and hold her, but she took a step back, "I don't want to talk to you about anything. We're in a public place, so don't grab me, alright?"
She instinctively moved away, almost bumping into Ning Zeyan's wheelchair, pausing her steps before walking into the crowd to prevent him from catching up.
