Chen Yuhe was clearly jealous, and if Ling Feng couldn't figure that out, he would be a fool!
So he chuckled and said, "Although I might have thought about it, I didn't actually see anything. What's there to be jealous about?"
"Pfft, who's jealous of you!" Chen Yuhe rolled her eyes but didn't say much more!
Now, Ling Feng was at a loss. He couldn't grasp what she meant!
If she didn't like him eyeing other girls, she wouldn't have merely made that comment. She would have warned him not to do it again at the very least.
After thinking it over and failing to understand what the girl was thinking, Ling Feng sighed quietly and focused on driving.
Soon afterward, they arrived at the southern suburbs, and at the back yard of the restaurant, Yang Guihua was startled to see Chen Yuhe but then her face blossomed into a smile. She came over and took Chen Yuhe's hand, "Miss Chen, what brings you here too?"
