Still A Little Young

Luo Yangyang quickly looked over and saw Feng Yihan's familiar figure in the middle of the plaza.

Feng Yihan was reading a newspaper with her head lowered. From her slightly hideous expression, it was obvious that she was the one who screamed.

"Feng Yihan." The car drove past the square at a moderate speed. Luo Yangyang quickly turned around and reminded Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng had heard the scream as well. He looked over and saw Feng Yihan standing in the square.

"She should be reading the Nanbei Daily."

Feng Sheng did not slow down the car. Luo Yangyang was still looking at Feng Yihan, who was standing still.

"Yes." Feng Sheng responded softly and looked away in the next second.

Luo Yangyang only looked away when she could no longer see Feng Yihan.

"Feng Yihan likes you, right?"She turned her head and stared at Feng Sheng.

She had discovered it a long time ago, but she had never verified it.