Jiang Yibai was such an intelligent person; he could hardly misunderstand her meaning, but he truly did not wish to understand.
"Mengmeng, liking you is solely my concern, so please don't feel any burden. If Gu Zhihan can make you happy, I will certainly bless you." Jiang Yibai struggled to suppress the sourness surging from the bottom of his heart, and tried hard to smile while speaking to her.
He didn't want to compete anymore; he just wanted to be a Knight, silently protecting her.
Luo Mengmeng gazed at the young man before her, whose heart was entirely sincere, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Then, Jiang Yibai asked with some uncertainty, "Mengmeng, will we still be friends in the future?"
He was so afraid that after knowing his feelings, she would drift away from him to avoid awkwardness or to prevent Gu Zhihan from feeling jealous.
"Of course we will still be friends!" Luo Mengmeng said without hesitation, but she added, "However, we can only ever be ordinary friends."
