Leng Youchen sensed that she was feeling a bit down. He turned back to see only a small dark head, seemingly buried against his back. He chuckled, "What's the matter? Feeling aggrieved for having to handle my discharge procedures?"
Wei Anning lifted her head to look at him, her deep blue eyes full of tender affection. She said, "I'm not aggrieved. I just feel a bit uneasy knowing that all these years you've never given up on looking for me."
Leng Youchen opened her hands, turned around to lean against the window, and held her in his arms. "So how do you plan to make it up to me?"
Wei Anning widened her eyes. How could this man not take advantage of such a good opportunity to extort her? She wiped her face and gave him a sly smile, "I don't feel uneasy anymore."
"Changing so fast, women really are fickle," Leng Youchen said regretfully.
Wei Anning glared at him, "All women? You talk as if you've been through a lot of women. Come, tell me, how many have you been with?"
