Kiss?
No, Leng Yan, you can't!
These past few days, every day he's come home late at night, just like that day, gently holding her from behind, but without saying a word, let alone kissing her.
Now, is he going to kiss Ji Wei?
She really wanted to stand up and shout at Leng Yan on stage, "Don't kiss Ji Wei!"
But in this kind of setting, she couldn't do that, and besides, she didn't want Leng Yan to know she was here.
"Kiss her, Second Young Master!"
Many people in the audience were stirring things up, just for fun without any seriousness.
Leng Yan gave a faint smile, looking at Ji Wei, but another face appeared in his mind.
Less regal than Ji Wei, but more charming and cute.
Out of the corner of his eye, he looked toward the audience, seeing her raise her head, his lips slowly curled into a smile.
Wen Nuan, did you raise your head because you're scared?
"Second Young Master, hurry up."
Seeing Leng Yan not taking action, someone else urged him on.
