Li Hannian turned his head toward her direction.
"Does it have to do with Qiao Jiashang?"
This huge vinegar jar!
"It's not about him!" Chu Nanxi smiled somewhat helplessly, "It's my own matter!"
Li Hannian nodded seriously, "Speak, I promise you, no matter what you say, I won't get angry."
"Then I'll say it!" Chu Nanxi cleared her throat, glanced at him, hesitated a bit, took a deep breath, "I... I am Tao Yi."
And he thought she was going to say what?
Hearing this, Li Hannian immediately started laughing.
Not only was the man in front of her neither surprised nor angry, but he was also laughing.
Chu Nanxi paused, assuming he didn't understand.
"What I mean is, I am Tao Yi, 'Cloud' is written by me, Tao Yi is my pen name."
This silly girl!
Always like this, as soon as she began to trust him, she wished she could show him her entire heart.
Li Hannian held her hand tenderly, without lying.
"I know!"
