Yu Jingrong gave a light laugh and softly said, "No, I just don't want to talk about relationships right now. My focus is on my career."
"I heard you want to marry him." Mu Ye gave a meaningful smile, but it was somewhat bitter.
"..." Yu Jingrong didn't know what to say. After a moment's silence, she replied, "Then assume that I can't forget him."
Mu Ye didn't say anything else, lowering his head, his face hidden in the shadow, masking any discernible expression.
But Yu Jingrong could sense his sudden change in mood.
But even if she knew, she wouldn't say anything. She couldn't be with Brother Ye, and naturally didn't want him to have any expectations or ideas about them being together. It would be better to make a clean break.
There were still quite a lot of kebabs left, but neither of them had an appetite anymore.
The kebab shop was quite close to Yu Jingrong's residential area. After dinner, Mu Ye walked her home along a gravel path.
