Zhao Linlin let him hold her hand, and didn't struggle, "I'm not worried. What I am worried about is your career, are you giving it up?"
"Compared to you, I feel there's nothing I wouldn't abandon."
Zhao Linlin was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, she murmured, "I still don't know why I liked Hai En back then, later I thought about it carefully."
Lin Ye frowned, not very happy. Although Hai En had found true love and Zhao Linlin no longer liked Hai En, even though Hai En was a friend, he was still a thorn stuck deep in Lin Ye's heart.
Unable to remove it, yet impossible to ignore it.
Zhao Linlin scratched his palm, her eyes curving, "Let me finish first."
"Alright, tell me, I'm listening."
There was a hint of shadow in his tone.
Zhao Linlin pouted, "Are you about to lose your temper with me?"
"No."
Zhao Linlin nodded, "That's good. Hai En is close to you, and before you were a celebrity, couldn't I reach you? Hai En was so close to you, or maybe I liked you?"
