"All right." Shen Mingfeng hadn't finished speaking when Jian Yanyan interrupted him, "I don't want any luxurious life, Shen Mingfeng. From start to finish, you never knew what I really wanted. Now you're leaving with Jiang Meilin, saying it's for work. Do you think I would believe that?"
"Forget it, I don't want to talk about you two anymore. You can never give me what I want, so I wish you happiness."
Jian Yanyan looked at him, sniffed, and held back her tears.
"Yanyan, you don't have to wish us happiness. There's really nothing between me and her." Shen Mingfeng was still trying to explain.
Jian Yanyan laughed, "You're overthinking it. I'm not wishing you both happiness; I'm only wishing you happiness. The wish for your happiness is real, but for you both, it's fake. I'm not the Holy Mother; I can't bring myself to wish you both happiness."
After saying this, she turned and walked away.
"Yanyan, Jian Yanyan." Shen Mingfeng continued to call after her, following her outside.
