"Are you sure?" No one, except Lu Zhaoyang, could take responsibility for his private life.
"Xuxu is still here. Mind your words." Lu Zhaoyang warned.
"We haven't been close lately. Are you sure you have that kind of thing with me?"
Lu Zhaoyang noticed that he had mistaken her meaning. She sighed quietly and continued to discuss business with him.
After work, the three went to a restaurant. Xuxu had a good impression of Huo Yunting. The two had no problem communicating with each other. It was a heartwarming scene. Lu Zhaoyang was in a pickle; was it something to be happy about? She asked herself.
"Uncle Yunting, you have been asking us to dinner constantly. Are you tackling Yang Yang?" After the meal, the observant Little Huo Xu held a cup of juice and looked curiously at Huo Yunting who sat opposite him.
Lu Zhaoyang glared at the kid for asking such an embarrassing question.
