Chen Yuanyuan was considerate and whispered a thank you to Lin Fei. Her impression of Lin Fei, who she had only met a few times, was still stuck on that night at the snack street. That evening, Lin Fei was surrounded by a gang of hooligans yet remained calm and composed. Just like now, sitting on the sofa, looking as unflustered as if nothing could faze him, a scene that left a deep impression on her. Moreover, she felt guilty about leaving Lin Fei behind that day, along with the rest of their group. The friendship with those boys had since faded, with no further contact between them. She had expected to hear news of Lin Fei getting hurt afterward, but strangely, there was no reaction; this made Chen Yuanyuan both puzzled and slightly mystified by Lin Fei.
Seeing the weight lifted from his heart, Chen Jingde also couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a long exhale.
