Unfortunately, Zhao Yun's hope was crushed to pieces. Zhao Yang slowly opened his mouth and shrugged.
"Ha...up to you. Even if I have a favourable impression of her because she often saves you and takes care of you, it doesn't mean I'll fall in love with her that fast." Zhao Yang waved his hand.
"You will lose the bet with me, cheeky brat." Zhao Yang flicked Zhao Yun's forehead as he laughed.
The young man also glanced down at the living room and saw Lai Jiayi was standing there, waiting for the third test to begin.
"We can't make her wait. Let's go down and do the last test." Zhao Yang casually walked off from the bed as he beckoned his nephew to follow after him quickly.
Zhao Yun grumbled, yet he still followed Zhao Yang obediently. The boy stared at Zhao Yang's broad back and clenched his fists.
