This single glance made him certain that the person was An Mingji.
The dream abruptly ended here.
Yu Lele woke up feeling every cell in his body charged with excitement.
An Mingji actually had such a moment, making his blood tingle and his whole body feel exhilarated.
From that moment, he changed.
Many things couldn't be explained.
The friendship of the past was genuine, but it gradually withered away amid countless insignificant matters and a mix of jealousy and resentment.
After An Mingji's, Gu Jin's, and the White Wolf's figures vanished, Yu Lele walked up to Ai Qingqing.
He turned her shoulders to make her face him.
At this moment, he seemed like a reliable hero, softly comforting her: "Qingqing, he doesn't like you, he doesn't care about you at all. Don't like him anymore. I'll treat you well. Be with me."
"Waaah—"
Ai Qingqing cried, hugging the tall, slightly chubby Yu Lele in front of her, and wept hard.
But this time, she didn't reject him again.
