(Extra chapter tomorrow)
After the last class of the afternoon, Luo Yuqing and Luo Ziling went back to Ling Ruonan's villa together.
On the way back to the villa, Luo Ziling asked Yang Xiaodong, who was driving, to turn to a nearby supermarket to buy some groceries.
When entering the supermarket, Luo Yuqing still unabashedly held onto Luo Ziling's arm, looking very intimate.
"Luo Yuqing, I mean, if we keep doing this, others might misunderstand us," Luo Ziling protested with a bitter smile.
"Such a beautiful woman clings to you, and she's not your wife, you should feel lucky," Luo Yuqing shouted without restraint.
The supermarket was crowded, and Luo Yuqing's words were heard by many people.
Suddenly, a group of gossipy people turned their eyes toward them, and some even pointed and whispered.
