Qingyan pinched Zhan Linghan's hand and hurt a girl. When she heard Bai Qiqi crying so miserably, Qingyan naturally felt compassion, but she just felt compassion. She would not sympathize with everyone, nor would she give in to Bai Qiqi.

Hearing the crying sounds, he was naturally moved, but Qingyan knew that he still wanted to leave with Zhan Linghan.

And let Zhan Linghan leave now is indeed a wise choice.

Bai Qiqi lived completely in her fantasy during this period. If this continues, her fight against Ling Han will only get deeper and deeper.

Perhaps Qingyan did not appear, and when Zhan Linghan wanted to leave, Bai Qiqi would not let him leave.

She had completely regarded Zhan Linghan as a part of her life. If Zhan Linghan wanted to leave Ussuri, Bai Qiqi might try every means to keep Zhan Linghan, or she would not let go after Zhan Linghan.

Now that Zhan Linghan is withdrawn from her life, Bai Qiqi will be sad for a while. As time goes by, perhaps she can get out of this pain.

Zhan Linghan and Qingyan took the bus. They changed to two buses, hid their route, took another taxi and got off near the hotel. Then they hiked back to Yixinghe, where Yixinglian and their hotel were.

After entering the hotel room, Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

The hotel she stayed at belongs to the Lantang family. The Lantang family has many eyeliners here, so Qingyan doesn't have to worry about being discovered by the Ussuri royal family.

She took off the wig that had been wearing on her head and tore off her artificial skin. The weather in Ussuri these days was hot, and Qingyan was stuffed by the wig and artificial skin. She felt that her face and head were no longer her.

Qingyan turned around and saw Zhan Linghan walking out with the clothes he brought back from Bai Qiqi's house.

Qingyan went out and she came to the corridor. Seeing Zhan Linghan got an iron bucket from somewhere, he tore up a few newspapers, lit them with a lighter, stuffed them into the iron bucket, and waited that the fire started, took out all the clothes from his backpack and threw them into the iron bucket and burned them one by one.

These clothes were bought by Bai Qiqi, and Zhan Linghan could not leave these traces that would reveal him.

"Where is Bai Qiqi's diary?" Zhan Linghan asked Qingyan.

"I'll get it." Qingyan returned to the room, took the diary and handed it to Zhan Linghan.

A thick whole notebook is not easy to burn, so you can only tear off the paper pages one by one and then burn it.

Zhan Linghan pulled off the paper neatly and threw it into the burning iron bucket page by page.

He was like a cruel killer who tore apart a girl's fantasy, and every page was full of Bai Qiqi's love and fantasy for him.

Perhaps Bai Qiqi didn't even know that his diary had been taken away, so he was torn off by Zhan Linghan and threw it into the fire bucket and burned to ashes.

"It's a very pitiful thing for Bai Qiqi to fall in love with you." Qingyan said.

"She shouldn't have fallen in love with me." The orange-red flame reflected Zhan Linghan's cold side face.

Qingyan stood beside him and said, "But it's really easy for girls to fall in love with you. An excellent person like Ling Han, who looks good and has a good voice. Everything is good. As long as you stand on the street, say nothing or do nothing, a girl will come up to chat with you..."

"They just like my skin."

"Bai Qiqi definitely doesn't just like your skin." Qingyan said.
Chapter completed!