Yang Yiting patted the back of Meng Yuan's hand, smiled softly, and said softly: "Okay, A-Yuan, I know you mean well, but he knows much about this kind of issues, so let's stay out of the way for now."
With Yang Yiting's understanding and comfort, Meng Yuan's mood improved instantly, and he didn't shy away from Xie Ming Yu's presence, so he leaned on Yang Yiting's shoulder and said in a coquettish tone. "I knew you're the best, Yiting'er. Everyone listens to you."
Looking at the couple who interacted intimately with greasy crooked in front of him, Xie Ming Yu shook his head helplessly, saying that he couldn't watch it any longer. Just as he was about to leave, Yan Mo quietly walked in and presented a secret letter to Meng Yuan respectfully. "My lord, we have the news from Young Master Yun Yi in the capital."
