Lying Cinderella: Mask of Pandora

The shops on the street have not yet opened, and the tall floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the shadow of a speeding Ferrari. 【 】

Ye Lingyin leaned on the back of the chair, and said calmly, "Ke Yunze, I'm moving out."

"So fast." Ke Yunze looked ahead with a calm expression, and did not glance at Ye Lingyin.

"My relationship with Xue Huaixi has been made public, and he plans to propose to me. The media will definitely be chasing after me. It's too dangerous for us to live together."

"Are you really going to marry him?"

"I promised your father."

There was silence in the car.

The sports car turned into another street. The speed of the car was not very fast, but it still brought a gust of wind and rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground.

"That's it, starting today, part ways."

"Well," Ye Yayin nodded, "From today onwards, our relationship will end here."

The expressions of the two of them were almost exactly the same, without any intense emotion, as if they had already reached a consensus.

"Just strangers from now on?"

Ke Yunze turned his head and glanced at Ye Lingyin, his tone was calm, but his hands gripping the steering wheel were trembling slightly.

"No, we are best friends. If you need it, I am willing to give everything for you. Of course, the premise is not to make my husband jealous."

Ye Yayin said half-jokingly, with a faint smile rippling on her beautiful face.

But in her crooked eyes, Ke Yunze couldn't see real happiness.

He didn't answer her words, and the relaxed atmosphere he managed to create was made a little heavy by his silence.

Yes, he said, he was willing to help her pursue anything she wanted.

He would watch her walk up to the podium in an elegant evening gown, watch her and Xue Huaixi sweetly depend on each other, and show the world that beautiful smile.

She will become an idol that many people can't reach, she is no longer the despised Ji Qingrui.

She is Ye Yayin.

But, he helped her cover the bleeding wound, who could see his wound...

Back at the place where the two lived together, Ye Lingyin put her clothes into the suitcase, as well as the small gift Ke Yunze gave her before, and she didn't forget any of them.

A pair of hands wrapped around her waist from behind, and delicate and soft kisses fell on her snow-white neck. This is the temperature that I haven't felt in a long time, so warm.

"Yingyin," Ke Yunze seemed to be muttering to himself, with a clear and pleasant voice, "Why do you care so much about promises?"

Ye Lingyin's hands stopped suddenly, she knew that what Ke Yunze was talking about was the promise between her and Cheng Jiayi.

"I don't want to live a hard life, and I don't want to be raped like you."

"Your status today is not so easy to be raped. Moreover, this time I will take the initiative to fight against my father."

"It's not necessary, I don't want to take risks at all, I thought you already knew what I chose."

Ke Yunze pressed Ye Lingyin's shoulders and pulled her over. She faced him, but averted her eyes.

"I only know that you don't love Xue Huaixi at all."

"Does it matter if you love or not? You know me. I will never fall in love with anyone again."

"Is it true that you don't want to love, or you dare not try?"

Ye Lingyin suddenly had an unknown fire in her heart, "What are you trying to say!"

As soon as the words finished, she heard Ke Yunze's serious voice, "Ayane, let's elope."

Ye Lingyin was stunned, Ke Yunze didn't look like she was joking, his dark eyes stared at her quietly, like an unfathomable sea.