How wonderful, Brother Yao, who is so devoted to Yuanyuan, has finally managed to trap her, and Yuanyuan is sinking deeper into it, happily.
The moonlight is bright, indicating tomorrow will be a good day.
Ji Anning walks arm in arm with Ji Chicheng down the bustling, lively street, watching the passersby.
Ji Anning muses, "Hey, I realize Brother Yao is the most successful man."
A certain uncle disagrees, shooting Ji Anning a disdainful look.
Of course, the disdain is not for Ji Anning, but for Yao Yiyang.
Ji Anning says, "Don't be scornful. When it comes to brains, you might not be smarter than him. When it comes to expertise, you might be evenly matched."
With a pause in her speech, she adds, "Moreover, he pursued Yuanyuan decisively, no hesitation, clean and swift."
"That's because Jin Yuanyuan was too lame," Ji Chicheng rolls his eyes at Ji Anning.
He simply refuses to admit how smart and capable Yao Yiyang is, insisting that he's far inferior to Ji Chicheng.
