Being with a special person will make you happy, it is just his illusion.

"Have you ever thought that she has gradually become like this?" Lanze reminded him.

Wei Hanyang sighed: "The opportunity for change has been lost forever. I gave up on myself."

Although he gave up at the beginning was under pressure from his mother, he decided to do it himself.

"I don't think you deserve sympathy at all. What you originally wanted was not really Mariya." Lanze ruthlessly exposed the truth.

"I know. But now I can't even think about it."

Wei Hanyang smiled and sighed. He picked up the clip and looked for light hazel mushrooms and bamboo shoots in the soup base.

"Wait a minute, and explain to me your life-saving artwork."

He could not let go of the situation beyond Lanze's cognition. He had to solve the mystery of his life.

"Ah?" Wei Hanyang stopped. "Don't you think that artworks exist based on human existence?"
Chapter completed!