"Even without paparazzi, there are private detectives. Zhou Shiran is not an ordinary woman. She managed to snatch you away from me, and now that she's getting older, she surely won't let you go, right?" Cheng Yujie analyzed.
An Jiancheng thought this reasoning made sense. "But I really don't want to separate from you. Besides, if you want me to leave now, where can I go?"
"This... I don't know!" Cheng Yujie shook her head. "Why don't you just go back home."
An Jiancheng was a little angry. "Aren't you afraid that Zhou Shiran and I might rekindle our old romance?"
"If you two can rekindle your old romance, it's not a bad thing. It would save me from taking a detour and suffering again." Cheng Yujie said with complete indifference.
An Jiancheng felt infuriated. "You... do you really distrust me that much?"
"...You really make it hard for me to trust you right now, don't you think so?"
