Facing Fu Lei and Ma Yue flaunting their love, Ye Ling didn't get angry but laughed, starting with a smile, gradually turning into a loud laugh, and finally, she couldn't help but throw her head back and laugh.
Laughing like a madwoman, Ma Yue was so frightened she clung tightly to Fu Lei's arm, "She... she won't actually go crazy, right?"
If she did go crazy, they'd really be in trouble. If the school and Ye Ling's family pursued the matter, none of them would get away.
"Don't worry, it's just that she took the blow too hard." Fu Lei remained calm, with a hint of indescribable detachment in his eyes.
