Pei Jingchuan felt a bit unsettled in his heart. He wasn't heartless, but he always kept his emotions concealed.
He coldly said: "Qingning, we are no longer children. There are some things that should be left in the past."
A tinge of sadness flashed in Ye Qingning's eyes. She softly sighed, "I know. I just wanted you to know that I've always been by your side and that hasn't changed."
Pei Jingchuan's gaze flickered slightly. He took a deep breath and quietly spoke, "Qingning, I know that, but I..."
Ye Qingning gently interrupted him, smiling, "It's okay, let's eat."
In front of Qingya Pavilion, a figure in the street corner silently slipped out a camera.
The lens focused on the warm silhouettes of Pei Jingchuan and Ye Qingning.
This was a paparazzo arranged by Shen Nian. His goal was simple: to stir up trouble between the childhood sweethearts and kick off a storm.
