Master Qi, Don't You Want Bao'er Anymore?

The grand red carpet, adorned with flowers, suddenly lost the figure of Qi Yu in the blink of an eye. The crowd held broken hearts and turned to look at Song Jianyi standing in place.

"Ms. Song, aren't you going after Master Qi?"

Xiao Le watched as Master Qi left without looking back, feeling like an emperor in a hurry without his eunuch.

However, Song Jianyi pursed her lips and let out a sigh, feeling extremely self-aware. "A forced melon is not sweet. I'm not worthy of Master Qi."

[Oh, at this moment, I don't want you to be so self-aware, Bao'er!]

[But this is also good. I won't have to stare at my phone all the time watching Song Jianyi and Master Qi showering each other with affection.]

[Yes, the purity of our male god is preserved!]

[Now the haters can calm down, right? Bao'er has been well-behaved and hasn't done anything wrong!]

The barrage was filled with sighs.

Some regretted joining the newly formed CP.