"You think Xiao Yihe's memory loss is real or fake? I've seen the guy, and I didn't spot any holes, and if he's faking it, then I can only say his acting is way too good."
"Whether it's real or not, what does it have to do with us, right? Being able to take a look today is already going above and beyond. If Xiao Yihe calls you again in the future, you're not allowed to answer. You can't be soft-hearted or sympathize with him; that guy loves to take advantage of others."
Huo Zhanting seriously warned An Lan.
An Lan had been tricked more than once, how could she eagerly offer up her head? The clean and gentle boy from her memory had already been stained black, and the halo of first love that Xiao Yihe had given her had long been shattered.
