C432 It's Just Mutual Use!

Yih Qianbo's lips curled into a slight smile, his expression unusually relaxed.

The two of them walked arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, enjoying the homemade lunch Wen Mian had brought. As for the fancy, expensive food Lo Yuvyang had sent, it was all ruthlessly tossed into the trash.

"If I haven't given her any hope, I can't let her have any illusions," Yih Qianbo replied decisively