Six years later, An Xinyu returned to China due to work. Standing under a large billboard in a subway station, An Xinyu was frozen in place. Lin Yi, who had changed his name to Su Yi, became the top singer of the new generation.
An Xinyu accidentally became the cover artist for Su Yi's new album.
"Long time no see, Miss An."
The car stopped at the traffic light. Manager Wang Xinyi turned to look at An Xinyu: "Tell me the truth, how do you feel about him now? Are there any lingering feelings for him?"
"If your father was harmed by my father, would you still be with me?" An Xinyu asked her.
At the celebration banquet, Su Yi didn't dare to look at her, just looked at the jewelry box in front of him, "How have you been these past few years?"
"Very good." An Xinyu followed his gaze and looked at the jewelry box, "You don't need me to ask, you are already a big star."
"I'm just a puppet with a bright appearance." Su Yi still looked into her eyes.
"What do you want to say? Are you forced to become a big star? Are you forced to be followed by thousands of people wherever you go? Lin Yi, you are a bit sorry for yourself." An Xinyu suddenly felt that he was a bit ridiculous. People in this world are always like this, never satisfied, unable to see what is in front of them, only what they can't get.
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An Xinyu, who was halfway through the red carpet, heard the chatter around her.
"Is that Su Yi's rumored girlfriend?"
"Yes, it's her, An Xinyu."
"Why did she come?"
Along with the chatter, An Xinyu saw cameras starting to focus on her, and she quickened her steps towards the signature board.
Su Yi did not appear on the stage, and the vague sound of an ambulance made An Xinyu uneasy.
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"Please give me more advice in the future."
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