No matter what, Li Changlin's face still had to be given.
Although she had refused Yang Mingzhu's request, she also needed to make her feel the goodwill from her side.
Bai Zicong had spoken some words of advice, which were actually meant mainly for Li Changlin to hear.
"I understand, thank you," Yang Mingzhu nodded, her words tinged with a hint of bitterness.
She had now also realized that her request just now had indeed been somewhat excessive.
Not to mention that she had only just met Bai Zicong, even if Bai Zicong had agreed to her request on account of Li Changlin's face, it was not certain that Bai City Lord would give her a chance.
Thus, at this moment, Yang Mingzhu's heart felt not only disappointment but also a sense of loneliness.
Seeing the way things were becoming slightly awkward, Li Changlin turned the recent event into a joke to lighten the mood with Bai Zicong and Chen Zhengxin.
