et than an idol."You flatter me," Han Bi smiled softly. Ye Fei's gaze lingered on her, his eyes like a pool of autumn water, warm yet carrying a hint of coldness that made her heart stir in surprise....Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go." isn't worrying about something the same as being reluctant to let go of it But since Wen Nuan said so, then so be it, she felt comfortable in her heart.When the two arrived at the photography studio,...