She knew Daning was probably referring to the night she and Jingfeng had an "argument."
Yang Danning knew Ji Anning was playing dumb, so she pinched her butt, "You're pretending with me? Aren't you two in a cold war after your fight?"
Ji Anning shook her head, "No, we made up."
They had never really had a cold war, after all. Cold wars were for people who were truly in love, right?
Looking back, from childhood to the present, they really hadn't done anything that couples would do, except for symbolically holding hands.
Not even a single kiss.
"What?" Yang Danning exclaimed, poking Ji Anning's forehead in frustration, "You naive girl, just like that you made up with him? Did he create any surprises for you? Did he kneel down and ask for your forgiveness?"
Ji Anning teased her with a raised eyebrow, "Don't you have a crush on my uncle?"
