[Yaya, why is he looking at me like that?] Lai Jiayi silently asked.
Chill ran down her spine just because the guy had been staring dagger at her.
[I don't know, quack! But this is an excellent chance to interact, quack!] Yaya shook his head while peeking out of Lai Jiayi's shoulder.
He had just poked out his head when he saw Zhao Yang's eyes were staring this way.
! Mamma!
Yaya hastily hid again, not wanting to show his face.
Sensing Yaya's fear, Lai Jiayi couldn't help but glance at Zhao Yang again, trying to figure out why the man looked pissed off.
Noticing Lai Jiayi's eyes on him, Zhao Yang knitted his eyebrows and silently sighed.
'So Yun Yun wants to go out to meet this cleaning service?' Zhao Yang massaged his temple feeling his head throbbed.
'I don't think that Zhao Yun will be so attached to the girl!'
