When Lin Que saw Jiang Lihen and Xie Qianchuan fleeing, he also decisively escaped, not wanting to serve as cannon fodder.
From the second Si Yehan learned about Ye Wanwan being Worriless Nie, he sat in his seat, unmoving. His tea went from warm to cold and the blazing son wilted from the sky.
Jiang Lihen, Xie Qianchuan, and Lin Que hid in a nearby corner and conversed while whispering.
Jiang Lihen kept shaking his head and sighing. "Ey, how wretched. I never expected Ah-Ye to also be afflicted by love wounds one day!"
Xie Qianchuan was somewhat worried. "I feel like this matter affected him pretty badly. Do you think he won't be able to recover after this stumble?"
Jiang Lihen adamantly nodded and said with conviction, "Definitely! I've never seen Ah-Ye care about a woman as deeply as her!"
"I have to saythat woman is seriously terrible. Isn't she playing with someone's feelings?"
Jiang Lihen stared at the desolate silhouette sitting in the distance, clicking his tongue. "Do you think Ah-Ye will withdraw into himself completely after this?"
Lin Que was also incredibly worried and anxiously said, "Stop gossiping! Ninth Brother broke up, so you should at least go up and comfort him!"
Jiang Lihen agreed. "You're right; he does need to be comforted. Look at how he's sat there the whole afternoon without moving... He must be so broken-hearted..."
The trio was discussing how they should comfort a certain person's wounded spirit when the statue-like Si Yehan slowly stood up all of a sudden.
When Si Yehan turned around and the night breeze passed by him, the trio involuntarily shivered.
"N-ninth Brother... Are you okay? Where are you going?" Lin Que asked with a stutter.
Si Yehan peered down and fixed the cuffs on his black suit. His hoarse voice was cool like the frost of late autumn. "The Nie residence."
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