C182 It's no use begging me

Just in time, she would be able to see Moller Yifan's figure in this corner of the garden, and there would be a lot less people who would pay attention to her. Lin Yue sat on the rubber chair boringly, and lightly sipped the fruit juice in her hand. Her gaze never left the familiar handsome figure. It wasn't long before she lost Moller Yifan. No matter how hard she tried