Not far from the hotel, Ye Xiaoli appeared hurriedly.
"Miss, Mr. Yang is waiting outside our hotel with people," Ye Xiaoli said quickly, ignoring Yang Qingyin as she cozied up to Luo Ziling's shoulder, and softly informed them of the situation: "He's been waiting here for about an hour."
Waiting for about an hour meant that Yang Yunlin was surely very angry—Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin both realized this.
Yang Qingyin promptly slipped off Luo Ziling's shoulder.
Without any hesitation, she grabbed Luo Ziling's hand and headed back in the direction they had come from, walking briskly.
"We're not going back to the hotel, let's find another place to stay," Yang Qingyin said angrily, "I refuse to believe he will keep searching for us."
"You should really see your dad," Luo Ziling held onto Yang Qingyin's arm and said earnestly, "He's waited for an hour so if we don't meet him, he'll probably be even more furious. I don't want to see you and your dad in a big argument."
