"Hello, Miss Jian Yu, I know you, I am Gong Ye." When they met for the first time, he avoided the "fiancée" the old man had chosen for him and walked towards her.
"Hello..." She didn't know what she meant, but he was smiling.
"Y, I came to you because of Mengyoucao..." For the sake of the old man, he knelt down to another "her", just to cure the old man.
"No need to say anything, I'll give it to you. No money." She began to feel sorry for him, but he didn't know it was her.
"Yu, your paintings are quite beautiful." He smiled at her in the lounge of the painting club.
She started to sink deeper and deeper...
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