With Sheng Yiqing's comfort, Yu Lan quickly put the unpleasantness behind her.
She even paid no mind to Louisa's renewed provocations.
Louisa, feeling that she had failed to get a rise out of her, quickly left with Qi Jingshen after the photos were taken.
It was Yu Wenzhou, on the other hand, who felt a rare sense of dread that he found difficult to face.
He wanted to cooperate more with Yu Lan and cheer her up, but Sheng Yiqing had already beaten him to it.
He was left facing a Yu Lan who had already been cheered up by Sheng Yiqing and was in a relatively good mood.
A wave of defeat, helplessness, and jealousy toward Sheng Yiqing washed over him all at once.
After the photoshoot ended, watching the retreating figures of Yu Lan and Sheng Yiqing leaving together, Yu Wenzhou lowered his head. He stared at his palm, where his nails had dug in so hard they'd left bloody marks, and chanted inwardly.
'Soon. Very soon.'
'Soon, I will be able to stand openly by Yu Lan's side.'
