Yuanyuan spoke lightly. He looked calm, without a single change of emotion in his eyes. Besides, he sounded like an adult as well.
Ye Hao frowned, casting a glance at Yuanyuan. There was doubt in his eyes.
"What's the matter? Mo Ling..."
Ye Hao remembered that Yuanyuan would go to the castle from time to time on weekends and festivals. Today was Friday and tomorrow was the weekend. At this time, they came to pick up Yuanyuan. He specially asked the chef to cook more dishes.
Yuanyuan put on a faint smile, "Nothing. The homework is too much these days. In the evening, I also have a family tutor giving me private lessons, so I will not go to the castle."
Yuanyuan refused with a suitable reason, without hesitation.
