Tan Ziyue got out of the car and carefully pondered his words. When her hand was held by him, she cautiously asked, "Could Uncle Nine's past love possibly be someone we know?"
Long Xingchen covered her mouth with one hand, "Don't think about it anymore."
"I'm not asking for details, but just tell me, yes or no?"
He nodded, "Yes."
Tan Ziyue didn't ask further and stopped guessing who it might be in her mind.
"Honey, do you feel the same way about Tan Ruyue?"
"Yes."
