Yuan Hua switched to another station.
The latest report: Ding Ling...
He decisively turned off the radio on his phone.
He sighed.
Now, Ding Ling and Qiu Ya's shadows were everywhere in his life.
He simply couldn't escape them.
Of course, if he could latch onto Ding Ling, he had no desire to escape at all. He seemed quite willing to stand in Ding Ling's shadow.
But wasn't that impossible?
These past few years, I've been trying to repair my relationship with Ding Ling. I've fawned over him in every way. Was it all useless?
Ugh.
He was filled with regret.
Back then, he had been so muddleheaded that he'd actually tried to do that sort of thing to Ding Ling.
No wonder those thugs got beaten up. Ding Ling is a Kung Fu expert.
If you were a Kung Fu expert, you should've said so earlier.
Why did you have to keep such a low profile?
Yuan Hua felt somewhat resentful.
If he had Ding Ling's talent and martial arts skills, he would have been so arrogant and overbearing that the whole world knew him by now.
But Ding Ling?
He kept such a low profile that he had practically faded into the dust.
Aside from holding a few press conferences because of incidents involving Qiu Ya, he never appeared in public and never accepted interviews from reporters.
All news of his whereabouts came from passersby who photographed him and posted the pictures online.
Qiu Ya also sometimes took pictures of him and posted them on her personal social media accounts.
And precisely because of that,
Qiu Ya had an enormous number of female fans.
Without exception, all those female fans liked Ding Ling.
After all, Ding Ling's looks and bearing were truly unmatched in every direction, with no