Bai Wan'er and An Ruoqing stood silently to the side, leaving Ye Qingfeng and Bei Yinyao as the main focus in the scene.
After a few minutes, Bei Yinyao finally raised her tear-streaked face, which was now very close to Ye Qingfeng.
"Are you still unwilling to admit that you are 'wood'?"
Her eyes were filled with a mix of grievance and stubbornness, her slender hands grasping Ye Qingfeng's arm, showing no intention of letting go.
"Fine, I admit it was me!"
Ye Qingfeng knew there was no avoiding it, so he sighed and his expression returned to indifference.
"But that doesn't mean anything. I told you back then, we would soon become just passing figures in each other's lives. Why overthink it?"
He spread his hands with a look of nonchalance.
But Bei Yinyao suddenly stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around his neck, her fiery red lips pressing against his.
