His tolerance made Ding Yiyi feel guilty. She grabbed his wrist and ran to the next dressing room. Not far away, Ye Nianmo looked at all with his teeth clenched. Only in half a day did she spit out a word from her mouth, "Go!"

In the not-so-spacious fitting room, Ding Yiyi took a deep breath. "I don't want to lie to you, I can't forget him."

Ye Chuyun was not angry, but frowned slightly where she couldn't see him, and soon began to relax.'What do you care about is this?'

Ding Yiyi nodded. She was ready to let him go if he didn't accept it. After all, there were...