"I'll leave first." Zhen Mei didn't want to get entangled with Lu Siming. No matter what the other party's goal was, Zhen Mei rarely lost control of his emotions, but because of a photo Bai Yan, it completely collapsed.
At this moment, Zhen Mei was far more difficult to put down Bai Yan than he had imagined.
Lu Siming looked at Zhen Mei stubborn back with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He turned around and planned to return to the room. A thought flashed in Lu Siming's mind. He had just entered the room.
Lu Siming could clearly sense that Zhen Mei could not hide it. Could it be that Zhen Mei treated him as a Bai Yan? Or perhaps, because Zhen Mei treated her as a Bai Yan, Zhen Mei cared so much.
Thinking of this possibility, Lu Siming still felt that Bai Yan sadness was worth i
