However, he was still enchanted by her music and couldn't let go of Yi Tingyu, so he hadn't mentioned breaking up with her.
Until Yi Tingyu had someone ruin his legs, all his feelings for her disappeared completely.
That woman, not only did she not understand feelings, but she was also ruthless.
Unlike Yuk Weiyin, who, though she had occasional little tempers, was a gentle flower of interpretation. Whenever he needed her, she would appear.
These days, he had been thinking about the past, and now he had come to understand.
He liked Yuk Weiyin.
From now on, he would only like Weiyin.
He must forget Yi Tingyu, and someday, he would make that woman pay the price.
Unaware of Zhong Mingxi's thoughts, Yuk Weiyin looked sadly at Zhong Mingxi, "Mingxi, don't be like this."
"You know, I'm just the adopted daughter of the Yuk Family."
"I don't have the right to decide my own marriage."
"You now…"
"Forget me, from now on, take care."
