Zhao Youlin had departed with Duan Yarong. Unbeknownst to her, a certain one already made up his mind without her consent to vent out the spleen on her behalf.
Even if she knew about it, she would not overreact to this. This was because she could not even take care of herself. Her fate was unknown.
After getting caught for kissing Mu Tingfeng in the hospital, Zhao Youlin was tensed up. This was especially so when Duan Yarong had not spoken to her since they entered the car.
'Could she be so angry that she doesn't even want to speak with me?' Zhao Youlin shuddered at the thought.
As time passed, Zhao Youlin could no longer bear with the awkward silence. She blurted out, "Mother, Mu Tingfeng and I…"
"Youlin…" Before Zhao Youlin finished speaking, she was interrupted by Duan Yarong, "Be frank with me, you still haven't given up on Mu Tingfeng, right?"
