At the school gate, Long Linger saw Gao Yang surrounding Yeh Mohan, seemingly ready to find trouble with him. Beside her, Ma Xiaoqiong tightly held her arm, too nervous to know what to do.
However, they seemed to have misunderstood. Gao Yang just stopped Yeh Mohan and said something unknown, and then all the boys dispersed.
"Scared me to death, I thought they were going to fight!" Ma Xiaoqiong let out a long breath.
Long Linger glared at her, "Isn't it normal for boys to get into fights? Even if you like Yeh Mohan, you shouldn't be this nervous! Ah, love-struck women, their IQ really drops dramatically. Come on, let's go!"
"Hey, Long Linger, if your uncle got into a fight with someone, you'd be really nervous too, wouldn't you?"
The two walked and talked, while Gao Yang rode past on a motorcycle, stopping next to Long Linger and whistling at her, "Hey! Want me to give you a ride?"
"No need!"
