Han Xianglan leaned in and said, "You must have scared Chen Haodong off, that's why he's behaving so properly."
"But when Chen Haodong met with me and talked, I always felt something was off about him, I had this uneasy feeling inside." Lin Tian said uncertainly.
"Did you notice anything?" Yang Xueqing asked.
"No." Lin Tian shook his head.
"Then forget about it, don't think too much. Maybe you're just being too cautious to the point of seeing ghosts." Yang Xueqing said, and popped a peeled grape into Lin Tian's mouth.
Lin Tian, holding Yang Xueqing, said, "Maybe so, but it's always good to be careful... Sister Yurong, you should also be careful in the future. If that Chen Haodong does anything he shouldn't do again, contact me immediately. I'll take care of him for you."
"Mmm, I got it." Zhou Yurong nodded, feeling warm inside.
Night fell quickly.
Lin Tian had New Year's Eve dinner with over a dozen women, while the Spring Festival Gala played on the TV.
