Lin Shanshan's face was red, and she lacked her usual casual demeanor as she coyly said, "It's fine, we didn't do anything. You should leave now; I need to take a shower and go to school."
Long Fei nodded and quickly left the room.
What was going on here? After spending a night hugging his sister-in-law, if Lin Yingying found out, she would kill him.
He stood on the staircase, looking into the distance, his mood complicated.
He used to hear his grandfather muttering about child betrothals, but he never expected it to be true.
And the woman was none other than Lin Yingying.
At this moment, he also believed in fate; otherwise, how could such coincidences occur?
Before Long Fei went downstairs, Lin Shanshan rushed out and called after him, "Wait, we're going to look at cars later!"
Long Fei looked up at her and frowned, "Aren't you going to school?"
"Not going!"
Lin Shanshan had been thoroughly embarrassed just a while ago.
