Qian Lankong asked, “What do you mean?”

Yang Ye glanced at her and said, “Just do as I say if you’re going to follow me.”

Qian Lankong looked him in the eyes and said, “I’ve already apologized for misunderstanding you and mocking you. Do you have to hold a grudge?” Yang Ye’s present attitude towards her was simply worse than how he treated an outsider.

“A grudge?” Yang Ye shook his head, “If I really did hold a grudge, then I wouldn’t have come to ...