In Yun Chan's memory, Yang Cheng had always been sunny and cheerful, with a gentle temper. This was the first time he'd ever been so fierce, but she knew Yang Cheng wasn't really angry at her—he was just trying to make her leave.
Seeing Yang Cheng wink at her, Yun Chan bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, eyes red as she turned and walked away.
As her figure gradually disappeared, Yang Cheng finally let out a sigh of relief.
If he hadn't snapped at her just now, she wouldn't have been willing to go. He just hoped she wouldn't hold a grudge against him.
At this moment, Yun Chan was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, using every ounce of strength she had to run down the mountain, praying in her heart that Yang Cheng could find a way out.
As long as they made it back to the village, that old guy would never catch up to them.
