"Dear!"
Looking at Lin Fan standing in front of the car.
Yang Linglong had already rushed into his embrace like a gust of wind.
The eager hug seemed to want to burrow her entire body into Lin Fan's.
"Been waiting long, huh? Then let's set off now. After we deal with that woman, we'll go have a good meal to celebrate for you,"
Lin Fan said with a smile as he looked at Yang Linglong's face.
"Or maybe, let's not go,"
Unexpectedly, Yang Linglong suddenly hesitated.
"Why? This is no longer just your fight, but a clash between nations,"
Lin Fan was startled and looked at Yang Linglong with confusion.
The change was too sudden.
"Because, I think I saw the person you were following that day in the live broadcast just now,"
Yang Linglong hastily took out her phone and handed it to Lin Fan.
Looking at the live broadcast on the screen.
Indeed, Hino Hiroshi was standing right behind that woman.
From the looks of it, he seemed more like a servant to the woman.
