Nianyang’s unease was snowballing, growing larger with each passing moment. Looking at Sheng Feng’s demeanor, she was becoming timid.

She had a premonition that what she was about to see would make her regret for a lifetime.

But she was always the kind who wouldn’t give up until reaching the end, even if she knew there were thorns ahead, just for the answer in her heart.

She unhesitatingly followed Sheng Feng; the two walked one behind the other, making a big circle around the surrounding area, and finally arrived at a small garden filled with fragrant flowers and green willows.

Sheng Feng stopped and smoked. Nianyang looked up; her vision was excellent and she saw through the fine intersecting branches.

She saw a scene that pierced her heart.

The man she was most familiar with was sitting on a white bench, back facing her, and chatting happily with a girl who had a delicate appearance.

The two were very close, nearly shoulder to shoulder.

Nianyang’s facial expression seemed to be frozen, and the heart in her left atrium that was beating fiercely also began to slowly sink.

It must be fake, it must be fake.

Someone must be impersonating her Ayan, right?

Where is her Ayan in this?

Nianyang wished it was an illusion, but the man’s side face with a smile, and the gentle manner in which he put a small red flower on Yin Tang, was clearly so real.

Nianyang’s tears were about to fall; she couldn’t control herself and walked over, while Li Tingyan heard the commotion from behind and suddenly stood up and saw Nianyang.

In that instant, the impact almost made Li Tingyan’s heart stop. His voice was hoarse and urgent as he asked, "Nini, why are you here?"

How did she come here?

The tone was both panicked and unwelcoming.

Was he upset that she interrupted him?

Nianyang admired herself; at this moment she still managed to think of so much, and even asked in a very calm manner, "Li Tingyan, weren’t you busy? Turns out I didn’t know, Mr. Li’s busyness means flirting with another woman, how interesting."

Li Tingyan glanced at Yin Tang beside him, wanting to say something but holding it back forcibly, finally responding very perfunctorily,

"Nini, don’t overthink it. We were just discussing things."

Nianyang’s eyes were dry and red, "Discussion? What kind of discussion needs touching? Do you think I’m an idiot?"

Yin Tang came to her senses, smiling with a pure expression and walked forward,

"You must be Mr. Li’s fiancée, right? Hi, I’m Yin Tang. I heard Mr. Li talk about you, you study medicine, right? You’re younger than me, so I’ll call you sister."

Sister, my foot!

Is this a harem or something!

Nianyang said coldly, "I don’t know you, stay away from me!"

"Sister, why are you so fierce? I mean well." Yin Tang’s gaze flickered, with a somewhat pitiful look towards Li Tingyan, "Mr. Li, aren’t you going to say something about your fiancée? She’s being quite rude."

Nianyang raised her face to look at Li Tingyan. If it were in the past, Li Tingyan would surely have sided with her.

But now, she saw Li Tingyan cough lightly and frown slightly as he said to Nianyang, "Nini, Yin Tang means no harm, you don’t have to be so aggressive towards her."

Nianyang’s dangling hand instantly clenched tightly; even though Li Tingyan’s tone was very indifferent when he said this.

But Nianyang still felt his blame towards her.

He was actually blaming her, and it was still for another woman!

The man who said he would protect her at this moment was siding with another woman.