After finishing speaking, she turned around and left.
Wang Peiling's heart was filled with reluctance.
He couldn't just stand there and watch Yue Yaer turn away.
If she left him with just a back view now, then that's all he'd ever see of her in this lifetime.
His heart ached like a knife cut, instinctively reaching out to grab Yue Yaer's hand.
Someone got out of the car, rushing to Yue Yaer's side like the wind, and with a "slap" knocked his hand away, protecting Yue Yaer behind him.
Chi Zhan looked at Wang Peiling, expression cold, eyes filled with hostility: "She told you not to pester her anymore, didn't you hear?"
Wang Peiling looked at Chi Zhan, his expression briefly dazed.
Seeing Chi Zhan's stance, ready to strike at any moment, Yue Yaer chuckled, holding his wrist: "Let's go, Ah Zhan, don't talk to him anymore."
Ah Zhan?
Wang Peiling felt those two sweet words coming from Yue Yaer's mouth would pierce his eardrums.
Ah Zhan!
