"Don't talk about it!" Xiao Lin covers Lin Ye's mouth, even though the action is absurd and rude in her present status. She gave a wary look around her. Fortunately, in other people's eyes, they are the brainless people who wear lovers' clothes and have sweet feelings on the street. No one was interested in what they said except for being blinded.

"I never say anything I'm not sure about." Lin Ye said softly, "after all these things happened in this period of time, I have a 50% confidence that it is him."

"well, before you have 80% confidence, you must forget what you just said, and I will certainly...