Sheng Yang silently looked at the garden. The entire manor took up an acre…
At this moment, she gently caught Wu Jiaoyue's hand that was about to cause trouble.
Wu Jiaoyue smiled guiltily.
Wu Jiaoyue had felt like pinching her face again.
However, once was enough, and that was only because Sheng Yang was thinking about something at the moment so she was completely caught off guard then. But now, it was different. She was prepared, and her reaction speed was not just a little faster than Wu Jiaoyue's hand. In her eyes, Aunt Wu's hand, which seemed comparable to a swift dragon, seemed to move in slow motion.
Wu Jiaoyue smiled awkwardly but kept staring at Sheng Yang's face.
The more she was rejected, the more she wanted to pinch Sheng Yang's face.
After settling Sheng Yang and Sheng Tingze down, Wu Jiaoyue returned home. Her house wasn't far from the manor.
