"Hey, brother, let me know which girl you like here, and I'll set up a connection for you," Tang Ye smiled and put his hand on Leng Lie's shoulder, with an unserious look on his face.
"Well - the person I like - she doesn't like me."
Tang Ye's heart thumped, and he felt bitter: "You haven't come out of the shadow of Xiao Shu marrying the mythical beast yet, have you?"
She glanced at him coldly: "I told you before that I gave up."
"Isn't it just a few days ago... It's too early..." Tang Ye muttered a few words in a low voice, shouting something bad in his heart, "Then you are - you don't really have a crush on an Italian woman here and want me to set up a match for you, do you?"
"No." Leng Lie pulled down her paw, "This person is far away in the horizon, but right in front of you."
"Huh?" Tang Ye was dumbfounded, "Who is it?"