"Get out of here!"

He Yao was kicked out along with his suitcase.

"He Yao, I'm warning you, stay away from my sister. If I see you again, I'll beat you up!"

He Yao's pupils contracted sharply, and he cowered there trembling, not daring to utter a single word.

The door slammed shut with a bang, startling him so much that it took him a while to react. He then dragged his luggage downstairs, looking disheveled.

He Yao stared blankly at the people on the street, his phone ringing incessantly with messages, all urging him to pay off debts.

He squatted helplessly in front of the flower bed, thinking of Su Yan once again.

I called, but the result was the same: the call was rejected.

He Yao was on the verge of a breakdown. He opened his text message and quickly typed the next line: "Yan Yan, if you don't come over soon, you'll be collecting my corpse."

The message worked as expected; not long after, He Yao received a call from Su Yan.

Where?

As soon as the call connected, Su Yan only uttered two cold words.

He Yao looked around blankly, wanting to find a place to talk, but he was short of money, so he could only focus his gaze on the rooftop.

“I’m on the rooftop of my apartment building. Come over here, I want to see you.”

Su Yan didn't answer and simply hung up the phone.

He Yao dragged his suitcase up to the rooftop, where a cold wind blew, making his face turn red.

He shrank back timidly, pulled an expensive piece of clothing from his suitcase, and casually put it on.

However, the wrinkles on the garment are clearly not commensurate with its value.

Ten minutes later, a red sports car pulled up conspicuously downstairs in the residential complex.

When He Yao saw it, he was shocked. He racked his brains trying to recall the residents of the community, but he couldn't remember such a person.

While he was lost in thought, Su Yan had already gotten out of the car.

She looked up through her large sunglasses and met He Yao's gaze.

He Yao had never seen her so dashing before, and was stunned for a moment. By the time he wanted to say hello, Su Yan had already walked towards the stairs.

He Yao stared blankly at the dazzling sports car, still unable to react.

Could it be that Su Yan isn't just a poor working girl, but a real second-generation rich kid?!

Suddenly, a flame of hope surged within He Yao; it turned out that he had been guarding a real treasure all along!

He's saved! He's saved!

He was so excited he almost jumped up; he definitely would have done so if it weren't for the clear sound of high heels in his ear.

He Yao straightened his clothes and tried his best to put on his best smile to welcome Su Yan's arrival.

The door to the rooftop was pushed open, and the wind that rushed in tousled Su Yan's hair and ruffled her trench coat.

Su Yan strode over and stopped three steps away from He Yao.

Her expression was extremely cold.

"I'm here. Tell me what you need."

He Yao was so engrossed in the joy of finding his treasure that he didn't even notice her unusual attitude.

He rushed forward excitedly, trying to grab Su Yan's hand, but Su Yan pulled her hand away.

He awkwardly wiped his hands on his clothes. "Yan Yan, I've completely severed ties with Wu Feifei. From now on, no one can stand in our way anymore."

Su Yan responded to his words with a emotionless "Oh".

Seeing that her face remained completely expressionless, He Yao felt uneasy and cautiously stepped forward.

"Yan Yan, are you still angry? Don't worry, I've really changed. From now on, you're the only one in my heart. There's no other woman, no one else! I swear, I'll treat you well for the rest of my life and I'll never let you down!"

He paused for a moment, then looked up and stared intently at Su Yan.

"Yan Yan, let's get married."

Upon hearing this, Su Yan couldn't help but chuckle.

When He Yao saw her smile, his tense body immediately relaxed.

Just as he was about to exhale, he heard Su Yan say in an extremely sarcastic tone, "He Yao, what gives a man like you, who has nothing and is fickle, the audacity to say such things?"

He Yao's pupils contracted sharply. "Yan Yan, are you also the kind of vain woman? Can't you see my true feelings?"

Su Yan looked at the disappointment on his face and heard the reproach in his words, and a smile curved her lips.

"He Yao, let me ask you, what is the most fundamental thing that supports a relationship between two people?"

He Yao paused for a moment, then, recalling what Su Yan had said before, confidently replied, "I know! It's about trust! I've remembered every word you've said to me. Yan Yan, once you leave me, you'll never find another man who loves you as much as I do!"

Su Yan couldn't help but laugh, and once she started laughing, she couldn't stop.

He Yao was dumbfounded. "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at your stupidity," Su Yan said without any politeness. "The most basic thing that supports a relationship is loyalty."

She looked at him coldly, her eyes filled with icy intent.

"Does someone like you even know how to spell 'loyalty'?"

He Yao was speechless for a long time before finally stammering, "Yan Yan, you...you still care about that matter?"

He became agitated, gesturing wildly as if trying to explain.

"Yan Yan, what do you want me to do to forgive me?"

He suddenly turned his head and saw the edge of the rooftop. He immediately pointed and shouted, "Do you really want me to prove my feelings for you by dying?"

Su Yan glanced at it but remained silent.

He Yao nodded excitedly, "Okay, since you insist that I prove it this way, then I can do it. As long as you can see my true feelings, I'll do anything!"

He darted to the edge of the rooftop in a flash and turned to look at Su Yan.

"Yan Yan, if I die, please don't be sad or upset. Everything I do for you will be worth it. But if I don't die, please give me a chance, okay?"

Su Yan watched coldly without saying a word.

He Yao hadn't expected her to not respond, but since things had come to this point, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue.

But when he turned his head and saw the suffocating height, his legs immediately went weak, and he couldn't even stand up, let alone do anything downwards.

He swallowed hard. "Yan Yan."

Su Yan interrupted him, laughing sarcastically, "What's wrong? You're scared now? Weren't you going to show me your true love for me? Is this what your true love is like?"

He Yao shook his head frantically, "No, Yan Yan, I don't think we really need to choose this method. We can..."

Su Yan couldn't listen to the rest of what was said.

She took two or three steps forward, grabbed He Yao, and pushed him toward the edge of the rooftop.

He Yao hadn't expected her to do this. His pupils constricted, and he flailed his arms, trying to run away.

But no one knew where Su Yan got such strength, leaving him no room to resist.

He Yao was pinned firmly to the edge of the rooftop.

"Yan Yan, let me go, please let me go, okay?"