Yang Ruxin felt as if her overnight meal was about to be vomited out, and Qi Yong, after rubbing his arm, found himself unable to say the words he had intended to speak. He hurriedly turned around and fled towards the courtyard gate of the Gu Family.
Watching the embarrassing plight of the noble young master, Yang Ruxin couldn't help but snort with laughter.
Yang Baihe was immediately dumbfounded. She had been crying; wasn't the other party supposed to comfort her? Then, while at it, caress her little hand, reassured her by saying he didn't mean it, that he too was pained, after which she'd act a little coy, he'd embrace her slim waist, and wouldn't everything fall into place? But why had he run away without going through any of these steps? How could he just run? She immediately forgot her prior threats and even stopped crying, hastily wiping her face with her sleeve and chasing after him. However, halfway there, she was blocked by Weng Ji raising his hand.
