When he left, Grace Ye packed his bags, booked a flight ticket, and called Fiona Fan on the phone before getting on the plane.
Get on the plane and turn off your phone, your red lips go up, Brother Luo, bye bye.
Fiona Fan faintly felt that things were not going well. As soon as the phone he held in his palm fell loose on the desk and desk, he said, “It’s over.”
Grace Ye had no purpose, walk around at will, and went to Rome as the first stop.
In the past five years of entering the entertainment industry, Grace Ye traveled alone for the first time. Without an assistant, no work pressure, and breathing the fresh air of other countries’ cities, he felt relaxed.
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