Long Lingling didn't know what she had done to offend Yeh Huang, just by asking him good morning. His face darkened instantly as she looked at him innocently, "Uncle, why are you so fierce?"
Yeh Huang looked at her seriously, "Where did you go yesterday?"
"Oh... that! I seem to have... went out to play with a friend!"
Her head ached, and Long Lingling thought for a long time before remembering the motorcycle ride with Gao Yang.
"Where did you go, and what did you do?" Yeh Huang asked coldly, his tone very stern.
"Uh, that! I think... let me think... actually, just chatted with some friends!"
"Chatted?"
