Bai Ling walked over and took Ling Zhenfei from Lin Yi's hands, saying to Lin Yi, "Leave it to me."
Lin Yi glanced at Ling Zhenfei and saw that Ling Yi's expression wasn't pleasant, but there was no way to go back on their words now.
"Take care, Boss Ling. With Miss Bai Ling looking after you, there shouldn't be any problems. I'll head out now."
After saying that, Lin Yi left swiftly, as if the alcohol had instantly worn off.
The Provincial City in the evening was brightly lit, but since it was only early spring, it was still somewhat chilly.
The Provincial City favored planting willow trees, and new buds had already thickened on the branches lining the roads, seemingly announcing the arrival of spring.
Ling Zhenfei and Bai Ling stood under a willow tree. Ling Zhenfei didn't know what to say, and Bai Ling didn't know what to ask.
There were certainly many things between them.
