The rain had long stopped by now, clearing the gloom of the past few days. The sunset painted the sky a deep red, which looked stunning.
The jeep drove all the way to Gu Lingling's doorstep before stopping.
"You…" Yang Yunhai glanced at Gu Lingling. "What you did at the He Family's just now was right. There's no need to wrong yourself. Sometimes excessive tolerance only makes the other party push their limits."
"If there's anything you can't handle, come to me anytime."
This was not the first time Yang Yunhai had said such words to her, but why, even when his car's shadow was long gone, was she still foolishly not reacting?
What virtue or ability does Gu Lingling have!
Perhaps he pitied her, just like in her past life.
But regardless of the reason, Gu Lingling always felt grateful to Yang Yunhai.
In this world, aside from her grandparents, Yang Yunhai was the first person to lend her a helping hand.
