After several days and nights, Qiann Yan and the others arrived in City A.
Upon leaving the station, Qiann Yan deliberately asked Ye Qingyuan if he knew where Pei QianLann was now.
"Yes, someone told me."
That was Ye Qingyuan lying; where could Pei QianLann be? The only possibility was that she went to find Zhu Menghui. That's what he could exploit.
Ye Qingyuan sensed that Qiann Yan's identity was quite special now. Even though the intense liking he had for her wasn't present when he saw her, he still didn't want the matter of Pei QianLann to bother her.
If he couldn't handle Pei QianLann, then having memories of the past two lives would be in vain.
"I guess I'll be going then."
Ye Qingyuan, carrying a bulging bag, waved his hand to Qiann Yan and Linn Huai as he walked off in the other direction, his steps somewhat light.
Linn Huai, holding a sketchbook, stared at Ye Qingyuan's back with a bit of confusion.
