Tang Yan noticed Yang Gang's gaze, closed her legs a bit, and blushed, "What do you want me to do?"
Yang Gang took another puff of his cigarette, sending out a beautiful loop of smoke.
Tang Yan was stunned.
In her mind, when men smoked, the common narrative was 'cloud eater, fog breather.' Tang Yan truly disliked men who smoked.
However, she hadn't imagined that smoke rings could also be pleasing to the eyes, like transient clouds in the sky.
"Sister-in-law, are you listening to me?" Yang Gang asked.
Tang Yan blushed slightly, finally returning from her reverie. She nodded, "I am listening."
Yang Gang glanced at Tang Yan, said faintly, "Our Yang family has taken a fancy to a piece of land, but your Song family is getting in the way. Help me deal with this matter, and I'll give you your scandalous photos with Huang Tianlin. Moreover, I can assure you that there won't be a second time of harassment. You can record this as proof."
