She doesn't love money, fame, or profit.
She doesn't care about anyone.
And nobody matters to her.
If you have to say she loves someone, probably only Little Yan Rong pops into his mind.
But Gu Linxi isn't made of glass, her orientation is fine!
How the hell do you chase someone like that!
"I've never met a woman like this before, it's like she was sent from heaven to punish me, leaving me physically and mentally exhausted over the past year."
"If you're tired, then just stop chasing," Fu Yi reacted sincerely.
Cui Jiangjing climbed off the table, rubbing his hair with both hands, looking like a crazed ghost, "If I could just give up, I wouldn't be here dwelling on it! I just can't let go! I'm desperately in love. The more mysterious she is, the more I want to understand her..."
Fu Yi glanced at him, tapped his fingers on the table, and smirked, "Oh, then you have a masochistic tendency, there's nothing you can do."
"..."
"Masochist, incurable!"
