Dang Yang looked at Le Xi.
Confused?
"Yesterday, when I was chatting with you, I actually felt that it wasn't your tone. It should have been your girlfriend using your phone to chat with me, right? Did she get mad when I asked you out for dinner?" Le Xi asked.
Dang Yang remained silent.
Le Xi was very smart; it wasn't surprising she could analyze from the tone that it wasn't him chatting with her.
"Is your girlfriend misunderstanding something between us? I'm sorry." Le Xi apologized, "I can explain to your girlfriend."
Dang Yang shook his head, smiled, and said, "No, An Yue didn't misunderstand. I love her so much, there's no way I'd get entangled with another woman. An Yue trusts me."
Le Xi was taken aback for a moment, "She... really didn't misunderstand?"
Dang Yang nodded, "Yeah, An Yue didn't misunderstand. She trusts me."
Le Xi felt complicated for a moment... Did An Yue really not misunderstand?
How is that possible?
