Ling Yin listened to his sarcastic words, completely unfazed, as if the furious man just now was just Hua Hua's illusion. He gently stroked Hua Hua's back, his expression bright and sunny beyond measure, with a hint of slyness flashing in his eyes. He smiled, forcibly kissed Hua Hua's forehead, "How could I cut all ties with you? I left without notice because something came up in Spain, and I had to rush back to handle it. It was the middle of the night, and I didn't want to wake you up, so I didn't say goodbye in person. Now that everything's taken care of, I hurried back. Hua Hua, would you get in the car with me? You don't know how worried I was when you were running around the street just now; my heart was about to jump out. I lost control of my emotions; it's my fault. I shouldn't have gotten angry with you. Forgive me, will you?"
