Ye Anqi was puzzled, how had she helped her?
The things in the dream were all false.
But for Ye Rumeng, even if they were false, they truly influenced her.
If not for Ye Anqi, she might have repeated the tragedy in the dream.
She wouldn't have changed her mindset, wouldn't have understood many truths.
Ye Rumeng didn't explain anything, "He's in the garden, you can go."
Ye Anqi needed to hurry, so she didn't delay and went straight to the garden.
...
In the garden pavilion.
Timothy and Luo Zifeng sat facing each other.
Their postures were upright, and they were playing chess.
The purple teapot on the table emitted a lingering fragrance...
Timothy smiled faintly, "You've lost."
Luo Zifeng was indifferent, "I lost to you on purpose."
"Lost is lost, don't find excuses for yourself."
"If I don't lose to you, how does this game end?" Luo Zifeng glimpsed the approaching Ye Anqi, "The person looking for you is here, I won't disturb you anymore."
