"That's not the point at all, the focus should be on how to delete all the photos that have been circulating and prove my innocence. Otherwise, Xia Yanyan's plot to sow discord will succeed, and I don't want my official match to misunderstand me..."
Han Chengbei, riding a motorbike in the night wind, retorts: "How is this not the point? Spill it, who is your match? The men who can catch Xia Yanyan's eye in this world aren't many. That proud fish beauty, she doesn't even fancy me, but I also don't fancy her."
Han Chengbei's tone reeks of sour grapes.
Ye Xingguang doesn't want to talk: "Right now, Xia Yanyan refuses to admit it, and I temporarily can't do anything about her. So you'd better start thinking about how I can prove my innocence, and how I can find out who she has sent the pictures to."
"My goodness, don't rush me. Let me think about this slowly."
