Yang Jinhan shrugged. "Hasn't no one misunderstood until now?"
Le Yao smiled and was silent for a moment before saying, "Thank you."
Yang Jinhan glanced at Le Yao and knew that he had been seen through, so he didn't deny it. "Well…" He had something in his heart, but he suddenly couldn't say it.
"Second Young Master Yang." Le Yao didn't notice the abnormality in the other party's expression. Instead, she reached out and patted his shoulder. "You're different from your brother."
Yang Jinhan frowned slightly.
"You treat me as a friend, and I don't want to treat you as an outsider." Le Yao hesitated for a moment, but she still wanted to remind him. "Your brother is… romantic. He'll be impulsive when he encounters Yan Zimeng, so you'd better…"
"I know." Yang Jinhan's expression darkened. "I had a dream."
"Huh?"
