"Yaya...this is so sad, " Lai Jiayi whispered weakly.
'Now, I feel bad for trying to make him move on just for the sake of a game.'
Lai Jiayi bit her lips as tears dripped to her bedsheet.
'So Jia Biyu is really an unreplaceable existence for Zhao Yang. Now I doubt anyone can win his heart.'
"...just...keep listening, quack." Yaya nudged Lai Jiayi's cheek with his cheek.
'I feel sorry for Zhao Yang. I don't know what kind of past he went through, but our objective here is to win. No matter what things we have to sacrifice.'
"Mn. Let's listen more." Lai Jiayi sighed and went silent. At this moment, Tan Xinya at the bar just spoke,
"...and your lover...she...I heard she passed away? Tan Xinya asked in a cautious tone. The woman felt like walking on a thorny path.
'If Jia Biyu is so important, then this game will be much harder than I thought.'
