Seeing this, Han Xiayang quickly stepped forward to pull the person into his arms, gently comforting, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's just that Young Master Lin doesn't know how to appreciate beauty. Be my date tonight."
Although feeling unwilling deep down, since someone had given her a way out, it was better to accept it graciously.
She nestled into the man's arms behind her with grievance, her beautiful eyes glaring resentfully at the man not far away, feeling uncontent in her heart.
Han Xiayang was certainly aware of the woman's discontent in his arms, but he didn't care. Like Lin Mubai, he also wanted to find someone to love for a lifetime. However, such people are often hard to come by, and he was even less sure if he could find someone like that in this life. Since it was all unknown, why bother thinking too much? Before that person arrived, he would enjoy his life as much as possible.
