"Ye Lang, she's Shalan. You two could be considered childhood friends—you've been classmates since you were little, only..." At this point, Li Yue directly revealed the answer. She knew that even if she kept talking, Ye Lang might not figure it out.
"Ah, Shalan? You're that Shalan? Where's your child?" Ye Lang looked at the girl—Shalan—and suddenly asked.
"You still dare mention it? I'll kill you!!" Shalan raged. "Li Yue, let go of me! I'm going to kill this bastard!"
"Ye Lang, Ye Lang, I really don't know what to say about you! Have you forgotten? Her child was a rumor you made up." Zhao Yarou said with a headache.
"Oh, right, I think I did make up that rumor... By the way, Shalan, I ran into Moya in the north. Did he come looking for you?" Ye Lang spoke as casually as if they were chatting about household matters, completely unaware that he had provoked Shalan. It was as though this were merely an ordinary class reunion.
"What would he come looking for me for? If he didn't trust me, then forget it. I'll never be with him again. I already drove him away—he can forget about getting back together with me for the rest of his life," Shalan said.
"Exactly, exactly. If he didn't trust you, then a man like that isn't worth keeping!" Ye Lang nodded in agreement.
"..." Everyone found it a little strange. How had the two of them suddenly ended up seeming like they were on the same side?
"Hmph!" Shalan snorted, seemingly noticing the issue as well.
Yet at this moment, Ye Lang had not noticed it at all and continued, "Now you understand, right? I was actually helping you—helping you see this man's true nature clearly."
"Then should I thank you?" Shalan