As soon as she finished, she smiled again and said with indifference, "That kind of man is really a lot of women who want to marry in the past, so it's a real achievement."

"She's fake."

"What did you say?"

She looked at the beautiful woman in front of her in surprise and frowned.

In the restaurant next to the station, Song Mengjie holds a coffee cup. "You mean you're Ding Yiyi, because you promised to leave Ye Nianmo, but you didn't expect Ao Xue to be like you, and now the person who wants to marry Ye Nianmo is also her?"

Ding Yiyi nodded, some self-mockery: "It's hard to...