Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin exchanged glances, Yang Qingyin hurriedly called out to Yang Qingye, but Yang Qingye ignored them and walked away on his own.
"Let him be," Luo Ziling stopped Yang Qingyin, who was about to make a phone call, "everyone knows his nature anyway."
"Aren't you afraid Ouyang Feifei will come after you?" Yang Qingyin had a worried look.
She didn't want Yang Qingye to cause trouble at Ouyang Feifei's place, as it would damage her image.
"Let her come."
Yang Qingyin said no more and took Luo Ziling's hand, continuing to walk forward.
After buying a bunch of vegetables at the market, the two went to Ling Ruonan's place.
"Mrs. Ling, I'm here to see you again," Yang Qingyin sweetly greeted Ling Ruonan upon entering, explaining, "We just went to the market to buy some groceries together with Ziling, he said he's going to cook dinner for you."
"Let him have at it then," Ling Ruonan sighed.
