Hearing Ye Wudao's words, Ye Ling was startled and immediately turned around to see Liu Zitong running toward them.
"Hey, I think this store looks good. We'll wait for you here, so make it quick."
Ye Wudao pointed to a 24-hour hotpot restaurant nearby, while a disgruntled Mo Xing frowned and said, "Damn, have you ever seen an uncle cover for his brother-in-law like this?"
"Me, I'm just a masochist. I guess I'm the only one in the world like this. If my uncle and my father found out, they'd probably break my legs."
Having said that, he still followed Ye Wudao into the hotpot restaurant. There was no other way but to do it.
"Don't go!"
Liu Zitong caught up with Ye Ling, panting, and he stopped, looked at her, and smiled slightly, "Is there something you need?"
"Shall we take a walk?"
Liu Zitong took a deep breath, regained her composure, still exuding that strong, cold presence. Ye Ling nodded in agreement.