Yin Hun the Nineteenth's unexpected behavior left Long Linger very surprised. If it weren't for Lin Zhi being next to her, she would have immediately called for an ambulance, because Yin Hun the Nineteenth's face looked terrifyingly pale, like a dead person. After a long time, Yin Hun the Nineteenth came to his senses and turned to Long Linger, "I know, this must be another excuse from her. She doesn't want to see me, so she's deliberately saying this, right?"
Long Linger shook her head, "I hope it's like that too. If thinking like that makes you feel better, then let's go with that!"
"We've gone through so much together, doesn't she understand my feelings? Why is she still doing this?"
