Just then.
Dugu Yan's eyes lit up as well.
Seizing the chance, she once again brought up the idea she had mentioned at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, hoping Ye Qifeng would change the way he addressed her:
"Yes, yes, Leng Leng and Aunt Ye are right. Holy Son, I'm not much older than you either. How about you stop calling me Miss Yan? Like Leng Leng, you can call me Yanyan."
The moment her words fell, they immediately drew the attention of Ye Huiyin and Ye Lingling, mother and daughter.
Ye Lingling tilted her head slightly. She first glanced at Dugu Yan, then at Ye Qifeng, before finally turning her gaze back to Dugu Yan's somewhat alluring oval face.
At last, she noticed something strange.
That was, her good friend Dugu Yan's gaze seemed to have remained fixed on Ye Qifeng the entire time, never leaving him even for a second.
Most importantly.
From Dugu Yan's eyes, she sensed a deep affection, so intense it seemed ready to overflow.
After considering it for only a moment, Ye Lingling became certain of a certain possibility.
In an instant, her small mouth beneath the veil fell open, and a trace of barely perceptible shock flashed through the depths of her eyes, as though she had discovered some earth-shattering secret.
Of course, while Ye Lingling was shocked, she could not help feeling a little flustered and embarrassed as well.
Because she herself seemed to harbor a tiny bit of the same feelings as her good friend Dugu Yan. Mm, only a tiny bit...
Thinking of this, Ye Lingling lowered her blushing head.
Yet the corner of her eye still unconsciously drifted toward Ye Qifeng.
Ye Huiyin's heart skipped a beat. *Oh no, could this Miss Yan from the Dugu Family