Regarding the request for help made by Lin Tuanzhang to Uncle Wen Song, Luo Ye pondered for a moment and replied, "Lin Tuanzhang, I will convey your thoughts to my uncle, but how he specifically reacts is beyond my control."
"Your willingness to relay the message is already much appreciated. Go on with your busy schedule, I won't bother you anymore." After finishing, Lin Tuanzhang added, "Ye'er, I will stand justly by your side."
"Goodbye, Lin Tuanzhang!" Luo Ye waved his hand and turned around, faintly hearing Lin Tuanzhang's murmur: "I'd rather have you hate me than let you get hurt..." With a sharp pang in his nose, Luo Ye quickened his pace back to the car.
"Luoluo, what did she want from you?" Xing Nong looked worriedly at Luo Ye, "It wasn't something your mother-in-law asked her to pass on, was it?"
