"Sister Ah Jin, you also like Ji Dong, don't you?" Lan Bao'er's voice quietly rose by Ah Jin's ear.
Ah Jin trembled, turned her head to look at Lan Bao'er, whose face was equally pale, stretched out her arms, and gently hugged her, "Silly girl, don't think too much, we won't stand a chance."
Lan Bao'er lowered her head, "I don't understand why; the Flaming Queen is not someone I can compare to, but this Chen Sixuan has only just met Ji Dong, why..."
Ah Jin shook her head and said, "You still don't understand Ji Dong well enough, he won't fall in love with you or me, nor with Chen Sixuan. The one he loves is only Flame, my master." At this moment, she suddenly felt better, thinking of Ji Dong's white hair, thinking of how he looked when he asked her to open up his chest, and now, all that remained in Ah Jin's heart was blessings. Hopefully, they could really be together. Perhaps only she is worthy of him. Master, Ji Dong, I will bless you.
