There was a light drizzle.0

Zhao Changhe did not wear his straw raincoat or bamboo hat anymore, and instead held a big umbrella and walked with Cui Yuanyang along the city streets.0

Even though the umbrella was big, to completely shield Cui Yuanyang from the rain, he had to expose half of his shoulder. It gradually got soaked, but he did not mind.0

Cui Yuanyang silently walked by his side, staying half a step behind. In her heart, she felt that her expectations of what leaving the house to travel beside her idol would be like were shattered, but not completely so.0

She could tell that Zhao Changhe wanted to distance himself from the powerful families to the point that he harbored contempt for them. It felt like they did not belong together… Even though he never said any of this out loud, she could vaguely tell.0

Of course, Cui Yuanyang still knew where she stood. She would side with her family. Suddenly, she felt like there was a vast distance between Zhao Changhe and herself.0

That was why she felt like her expectations were shattered.2

Moreover, Cui Yuanyang...0