C846 (1)

Listening to Ji Bochen's words, Yun Yifan felt inexplicably irritated. He lit a cigarette and held it in his hand. He didn't smoke. He just quietly watched the cigarette burn out, and the smoke filled his face. It was unknown who's heart was gently stirred, but there was nothing they could do.

Suddenly, Yun Yifan asked Ji Bochen, who was standing silently in front of the floor-to-ceiling window