Cui Yuanyang did not say anything about it in the end and only said, “Father is appreciating the flowers at the pavilion in the back garden. I think…he’s also waiting to meet you, Big Brother Zhao.0

Zhao Changhe raised his head to look at her. Her expression, which had been exceedingly easy to read so far, was now like it was shrouded in mist. All her thoughts were concealed.0

However, she was still full of smiles. After seeing Zhao Changhe finish his milk and pastries, she was very ladylike and lightly lifted her skirt as she stood up. “I’ll bring you over, Big Brother Zhao.”0

After Zhao Changhe got up, Cui Yuanyang naturally led him out of the building by his hand.0

Zhao Changhe, on the other hand, felt that this was a bit unnatural. He turned to look at both sides of the corridor. “If you hold my hand here…”0

Cui Yuanyang replied indifferently, “Whether I should or should not hold your hand, we’ve done it so many times. There is no need to deceive others or ourselves. Whether I’m here or elsewhere, I’m still Yangyang.”0

Zhao Changhe’s pursed his lips and did not respond.0

Cui Yuanyang led him along leisurely and said, “Actually, I’m not in a very good mood.”0

Zhao Changhe...0