Zhuo Junyi escorted Qin Zhirun to her backyard, handing the bouquet of roses she held to a servant to be taken to the flower room.
Glancing at the swing not far in front of them, Qin Zhirun couldn't help but say, "Junyi, remember how much you loved swinging when you were little, and how you always had me push you?"
Zhuo Junyi saw the swing and snorted, "You've got some nerve bringing that up. You once pushed way too hard and I fell off."
Qin Zhirun touched his nose, a bit contrite remembering the incident.
"I'm sorry. Do you want to try it again now? I promise I won't send you flying this time."
Zhuo Junyi was bored and didn't want to see Su Shijie and Gu Moyu's flirting in the front yard.
So, she chose to bring Qin Zhirun here.
She felt herself being a bit childish, and somewhat low.
She had in fact, a little scheme. She wondered if Su Shijie would get angry if he saw her hanging out with another man.
Nevertheless, her actions were superfluous.
