The coffee Zhao Youlin had just sipped stuck in her trachea, and she kept coughing.
Duan Yarong was startled by her. She got up in a panic to pat Zhou Youlin's back. She said anxiously, "Why did you suddenly choke? Do you need some water?"
"I'm… I'm fine. It just went down the wrong side. I'll be fine in a moment after I cough a bit." Zhao Youlin took Duan Yarong's hand and stopped her from running to get her water.
Duan Yarong had no choice but to keep patting Zhao Youlin's back to help her recover her breath.
Zhao Youlin's dramatic reaction was tantamount to verifying Duan Yarong's guess. And for a moment, it left Duan Yarong with an even more complex feeling.
Duan Yarong had undoubtedly mixed feelings about Mu Tingfeng,
