Adding Yànchuān's words, the air seemed to ignite instantly, becoming hot and awkward. 。,Then, as you wish. 。Before Ginger could react, Yanchuan had already let go of her. 。,"Goodbye, my fiancee" 。Yanchuan's back, in her line of sight, gradually drifted further away: "Someday, you will get your wish." 。。