Yan Luoxi felt a jolt at the bottom of her heart. Was there indeed a complicated and unresolved personal affair between them?
Seeing the changes in her expression, Xu Yuan knew she had misunderstood, and said, "Did you see the newspaper that day? La Zhuangzhuang had a fiancé who died saving Qi Ye just before they were to get married."
Yan Luoxi nodded, "I know."
"What you don't know is that the man, on his deathbed, entrusted La Zhuangzhuang to Qi Ye, asking him to take good care of her. Therefore, over the years, Qi Ye spared no effort to promote La Zhuangzhuang to the position of movie queen and, in showbiz, nobody dares offend her."
Yan Luoxi frowned, "What was her boyfriend thinking?"
"I don't know what her boyfriend was thinking, but as for La Zhuangzhuang, I know it clearly. Before you became involved with Qi Ye, La Zhuangzhuang publicly claimed to be Qi Ye's woman," Xu Yuan said.
