"Are you leaving so soon?"
Yang Linglong looked at Lin Fan with adoring eyes.
She hadn't expected their separation to come this quickly.
"It's not like I'm never coming back. At most a day or two, or maybe five to six days. I'll rush back as soon as I'm done with things there."
Lin Fan said with a smile, gently pinching Yang Linglong's cheek.
He had intended to say goodbye over the phone, but she had insisted on meeting.
So, he hurried over to the Yang Family.
Without disturbing anyone, he directly jumped over the railings and into her boudoir.
"I will miss you."
Yang Linglong embraced Lin Fan's waist tightly.
The passion of the previous night in the car had completely softened her.
The tight embrace was filled with deep affection.
"Actually, there's still some time before I leave. Why don't we do something meaningful?"
Lin Fan said, inhaling the faint scent of Yang Linglong's hair.
Her tall and seductive figure was in no way inferior to Ning Mengyao's.
