"Why are you so interested in my past?"
Fan Yu: "…"
Before he could open his mouth and reply to her, his dark brown eyes shrank when he noticed that Yu Yuehan was coming out of the clothing store.
All of a sudden, Nian Xiaomu felt a chill run down her spine when she detected the changes in Fan Yu's gaze.
She nearly jumped up in shock when she turned around and saw Yu Yuehan, who was standing right behind her.
A green ray of light flickered in his deep and soulful eyes; he seemed like a husband who had caught his wife having an affair and was pondering over how he should deal with her. Would steaming or braising her be a better way to vent his spleen?
"You guys seem happy—what are the both of you chatting about?" As Yu Yuehan strolled over to Nian Xiaomu, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered his gaze to look at her.
