In the underground garage.
Lin Fan was sitting in the car as agreed.
Before long, the sound of footsteps echoed.
Yang Linglong, dressed in jeans, looked around to check that no one was there.
Then she opened the car door and slid in.
"My precious, did you miss me at all!"
Yang Linglong, who had thrown herself into Lin Fan's arms, looked up at him with a giggle.
"Missing you is a given, but I've noticed something's off with you."
Lin Fan squinted his eyes and pinched Yang Linglong's cheek.
"What's off about me?"
Yang Linglong looked at Lin Fan with a puzzled expression.
"There's a lipstick mark on your face, and the lipstick on your mouth is smeared."
Lin Fan lifted Yang Linglong's chin with his finger.
"Tell me, have you two been kissing behind my back?"
"Cut it out."
