The practice must not have been as easy as she made it out to be for her to draw like this. The effort she had to put in to do this was far more than ordinary people.
"It’s not worth much, but I want it to be a souvenir. It'll be a wonderful memory to wear it when we're older."
"It's already a wonderful memory for me now," he muttered as he bent over to kiss her tenderly. "Thank you, Yiran!"
He owed all his happiness and wonderful memories to her presence.
She was the only person in the world who could give him these!
...
In a small hotel room, Kong Ziyin looked with some distaste at her ex-boyfriend who was smiling at her.
She wondered why she had such bad taste and chose him to be her boyfriend back then. He could hardly compare to Wenming. Fortunately, she had sobered up in time and dumped him.
As if he had seen the disgust in her eyes, Zhou Yuanlu reminded her, "Hey, Ziyin. You shouldn't think that you suffered when you were dating me back then. Let me tell you the truth. We’re exactly the same kind of people, so you aren't any better.
"You were the one who took credit for Zhuo Qianyun's bone marrow donation. You even begged me to file false records!
"If it weren’t for me, how would you have gotten together with Ye Wenming? You’re fortunate enough that Ye Wenming doesn’t hate you. You outright refused to donate your bone marrow back then.
"Tell me, aren't you supposed to thank me for helping you get together with Ye Wenming?"
What Zhou Yuanlu said made Kong Ziyin restrain the disgust in her eyes.
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