Gao Yang got up from the ground, not daring to rush towards Long Linger again, looking at her eagerly, "Lingling, I really didn't mean it, I had no intention of hurting you at all, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. That night, even if he hadn't taken you home, I would have sent you back safely. Really, I'm not as bad as you think." Gao Yang continued to explain.
Yeh Huang glanced at him coldly, took Long Linger's hand, and started to walk away.
Long Linger kept her head down, following him quickly. After walking a distance, she couldn't help but laugh, laughing so hard she bent over.
Yeh Huang frowned, released her hand, "What are you laughing at?"
"Uncle, are you jealous?" Long Linger pointed at him.
"Jealous of what?"
"Just now, when you saw Gao Yang, I clearly saw you being jealous! You like me, don't you?" Long Linger tilted her head, looking at Yeh Huang with confidence.
