Then, he pointed at the stone bench not far away. His attitude was a little unyielding. "Sit there."
When Sheng Yang saw him like this, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. However, she still obediently ran over and sat there with her chin resting on her hand as he watched the man busy himself.
It had to be said that although he was a noble young master, he actually did quite a good job.
Looking at his back, Sheng Yang unconsciously recalled the time when she first met him.
At that time in Bai Luan Village, he was still very wary of her. At the start, he did not even eat the fruit that was given to him. Although he did not say it explicitly, he was just short of saying it out loud. "Is it poisonous?"
Sheng Yang did not think that he had persecutory delusions because what had happened during that time was enough to prove that many people wanted to harm him. All his actions were reasonable.
