Fu Chengyan, who has always been good-tempered, has a little displeased look on his face at this moment.

But Luo Yan still did not relent.

"Fu Gongzi, it's really impossible between me and you, we ......"

"Xiao Luo, you don't think I'm good, can it be that the man who was with you last time?" Fu Chengyan has a bit of unbearable meaning.

The kind of man who can do things to women is a violent maniac, how can he rest assured when he sees Luo Yan following him?

Maybe Luo Yan wouldn't be so worried when he followed any man.

If she is doing well, he will bless her, but he knows that she is not doing well, very badly.

Therefore, he wants to chase her back, cherish and love her well.

Fu Chengyan's resoluteness made it impossible for Luo Yan to continue the topic.

If she had been able to meet someone who was so good and desperate for her before she met Yemo, she might have agreed to his pursuit......

But - no ifs.

Luo Yan chuckled helplessly and stopped thinking about it.

After dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

It's still early in time, but that bastard must have rolled into bed with the woman he brought back.

Somehow, Luo Yan's thoughts were unconsciously led astray again, and he began to think about him again.

She thought she was drunk, and she shook her head to sober herself up and not think about what she had or didn't have.

Luo Yan and Fu Chengyan walked out of the restaurant together, and the two of them walked low-key through the bustling and lively streets of the city center.

Luo Yan wore a peaked cap and a mask, put his hands in the pockets of his long trench coat, and wandered slowly down the street.

It's been a long time since she's had had such a pleasant time.

Every day, I am either filming or attending announcements, and when I am free, I hide at home and sleep, or I am in bed with that bastard......

Luo Yan found that her life was really empty and meaningless.

Now she can't even fill her with work.

My heart is always empty, as if I need something.

The assistant told her that the reason why she felt this way was because she lacked the nourishment of love, but in fact, she could go in love vigorously.

She said, Sister Luo Yan, you are really good, you deserve to be cherished, and you shouldn't be so tired and tired alone.

Thinking of those words, Luo Yan suddenly felt a little sad.

Her eyes were fixed on the ground, not knowing what she was thinking.

A familiar voice came from somewhere in the night sky—

Luo Yan subconsciously looked up and saw a huge LED screen on the high-rise building in front of the commercial plaza, and what was playing on the screen was a perfume advertisement that Luo Yan had filmed.

On the screen, she was wearing a dazzling red dress and standing in a sea of white dreamy flowers.

The breeze floated her long black hair, blowing the hem of her red dress, and she turned sideways and smiled back.

"Good or bad, just be yourself." The unbridled and chic advertising words came out of Luo Yan's mouth.

Luo Yan felt that this advertising phrase was really the state of mind she longed for.

She also wants to be herself, good or bad, and simply be herself.

But is it really that easy?

Luo Yan tilted his head and kept staring at the repeated advertisements on the screen, listening to the advertising words that kept being recited.

Thoughts drifted far, far away.

She didn't know how long she had been looking, and she didn't mean to withdraw her gaze until her neck was pantothenic.

Suddenly, the screen flashed, and Luo Yan's perfume advertisement disappeared.