C1183 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1111

His tolerance made Ding Yiyi full of guilt. She suddenly grabbed his wrist and ran towards the locker room. Not far away, Ye Nianmo gritted his teeth and watched everything. After a long while, he finally spat out a word, "Let's 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 wasn't angry