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Yang Qing's eyes instantly opened wider than a copper bell.

Bai Jin looked at the person who suddenly appeared and was extremely shocked.

He was still holding onto Yang Qing's neck, looking back at Bai Jin with a provocative gaze.

Yang Qing was so frightened that he lost his head. The rose in his hand fell onto the ground with a "bang" and the captivating red flower petals fell to the ground.

Yang Qing pushed the fox eyed man aside, covering his face with his hands, and looked at him in shock. He roared angrily: "What are you doing?"

However, the fox-eyed man did not panic as he picked up the rose. He glanced at Bai Jin, then looked at Yang Qing. You said you would love me for the rest of your life, and then you said it to this woman. Qing Qing, how can you treat me like this? "

"The two of us have been dating for three years and you actually said you don't know me!? Qing Qing, how can you be so heartless? " "I know you're looking for this woman. It's your family that is forcing you to marry a woman. You're also forced to do this, aren't you?"

"Shut up!" Yang Qing was already raging, "You lunatic!"

Yang Qing punched downwards, but the fox eyes dodged the punch, causing him to miss. "Since you are so heartless, I don't want to pester you any longer. "From then on, we will pretend that we don't know each other!"

The bar was eerily quiet again, with only Yang Qing being hysterical, "Madman! He's a madman! " However, the looks of the surrounding people had already changed, becoming contemptuous and disdainful. He instantly became the scum in the eyes of others.

Yang Qing patted Bai Jin's shoulders: "Bai Jin, believe me, I really don't know him! He's crazy! I'm normal, I'm a normal man! "

Bai Jin patted his shoulder. "Yang Qing, I believe you."

Yang Qing was stunned, the joy gradually replaced the fear, "Bai Jin, you really … Do you really believe in me? "

"Then, Bai Jin …"

"I'm sorry." Bai Jin opened his mouth and spat out a few words. Yang Qing's hand stiffened. Joy was once again replaced with overwhelming grief as his hand slipped from Bai Jin's shoulder.

Guilt rose in Bai Jin's heart: "Yang Qing, you are a good man, but I have only treated you as a friend. "I'm sorry."

Bai Jin picked up his bag and turned to leave.

Since she could not give Yang Qing any sort of emotional response, she did not want him to misunderstand her either.

Emotionally, she hated procrastination the most because it had nearly killed her.

She kept walking towards the door. She did not turn around, and did not look at the blood stains on the ground, nor the withering roses, nor Yang Qing's sad look. It was as if her soul had been sucked out of her.

When she reached the door, she looked up at the second floor.

He's up there.