Alright, Ling Ye had to admit he was being pathetic.
Upon hearing Ai Le's voice, he unconsciously wanted to please her, afraid that she might hang up if she got the slightest bit upset.
He despised himself immensely for it.
Yet, he couldn't hide the thrill in his heart; receiving her call seemed to breathe life into him.
"Do you know Wen Mu's address and license plate number?"
"Wen Mu?" Ling Ye narrowed his Peach-liked Eyes and instantly got serious, "Are you investigating her?"
"Not investigating, tracking. I've been feeling a bit uneasy these days, and seeing Xiao Er all anxious, I'm really worried," Ai Le said straightforwardly, not disguising her intent.
Ling Ye sighed softly. Ai Le was always straightforward, but her thoughts were meticulous. However, he hesitated; not because he didn't know the information, but because he didn't want to share it.
"Lele, you'd better stay away from that woman," he advised, as a former matchmaking prospect.
"Is there a problem?"
