```
If I hadn't driven Jiang Zhe away back then, if I had driven Jiang Fanyue away instead…
She couldn't afford to think too much about it; even a fleeting thought made her head feel like exploding, as she was on the verge of being completely swallowed by a black hole of regret, with nowhere to hide.
Zhang Lingling hadn't expected this outcome either. She originally thought that Liang Jinlan's arrival would have made Jiang Zhe taste defeat, thereby affecting his studies at school.
But the result was quite the opposite.
Standing by the side, she asked with concern, "Jiang Zhe, are you really designer J?"
Her tone was one of concern.
But deep down, it was Liang Jinlan's skepticism she was representing.
Indeed, as soon as Liang Jinlan heard this, she immediately asked, "You say you are J, how can you prove it? How do you prove your claim? How do we know you're not an imposter, just trying to evade responsibility?"
