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Whatever thoughts there are, they are decided by the people themselves. I only express my own views. In the end, I want to say, "Nie Yi, farewell."
Nie Yi smiled through tears, "Goodbye, my moon."
As the live stream and connection both ended, the online world erupted in a frenzy; Yun Zhi Yue's influence was undoubtedly immeasurable. Even though she claimed it was merely a personal opinion, many were still deeply moved by her words.
Thus, under the efforts of Jian Qinzhi and others, the situation tilted overwhelmingly in one direction, leading to the president's resignation.
On the day the news broke, Nie Yi could no longer hold on and closed his eyes forever, yet a smile lingered on his lips. That day, Yun Zhi Yue seemed to sense something as she gazed at the sky from a distant foreign land.
"Yun Zhi Yue, Yue Tong, and Nie Yi's souls are all a bit peculiar. Do you know something?"
"I’m telling you, this concerns the safety of our target. If you know anything and keep it hidden, if something goes wrong, Shi Ye will definitely kill you."
"Ha! Then let him kill me. If you can’t see what’s happening, how can I?"
"Well, that’s true; maybe I’m overthinking it."
Yun Zhi Yue stared into the sky in a daze. After two lifetimes, how much longer would she have to be entangled in this?
Even though she was no longer a threat domestically, Yun Zhi Yue chose not to return home to develop her career; instead, she continued to solidify her international fame. With Nie Yi gone and William becoming more clingy, they were often spotted together in public, leading to rumors swirling around them.
William had ulterior motives and was naturally pleased with this development; he openly showed his face when out and about and almost wished for more photos to be taken of him.
Another sleepless night passed. Jian Qinzhi sat alone under the warm light of a cloud lamp with a glass of red wine, reminiscing about his conversations with Yun Zhi Yue. The table was littered with entertainment gossip magazines, each page filled with news about her. More than a year had passed since the presidential election concluded, yet she still hadn’t reached out to him.
His gaze landed on an article amplifying rumors about William Prince. Even someone as emotionally detached as Jian Qinzhi lost control for a moment and swept everything off the table.
At that moment, he felt uncertain about whether his actions had any impact on Yun Zhi Yue at all. The red wine meant to help him sleep transformed into high-proof whiskey as he sought solace in alcohol.
One day, Yun Xiaoxiao—now a mother—burst through the Jian Family's door with her usual impulsive excitement.
"Jian Shu! Yun Zhi Yue is back! She plans to hold another concert in the country and has invited all of us!"
Jian Qinzhi replied softly, "I know. When the time comes, I will go."
Yun Xiaoxiao's excitement was abruptly doused by a bucket of cold water. Sometimes, she truly couldn't understand whether Jian Shu actually liked Yun Zhi Yue or not.
They were seated in the front row, which offered an excellent view. Lu Chuan, Yun Xiaoxiao, Ji Yan, Jian Qinzhi, and another person wearing a mask and hat—Jin Ying Di—were all present.
Ke Fan glanced around nervously, afraid of being recognized, feeling quite guilty about it.
Ji Yan's peach blossom eyes sparkled with laughter as he reassured, "Don't worry, everyone is here to see Yun Zhi Yue; no one is paying attention to you."
Ke Fan retorted angrily, "Ji Yan, keep your distance from me! I absolutely refuse to come out!"
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