Lan Jiaojiao, at the instigation of Shen Rong, tangled up with another so-called young master. Though not particularly handsome, this young master was very gentle and seemed to be quite enamored with Lan Jiaojiao.
"Jiaojiao, you are so cute."
The young master wore a pair of gold-framed glasses, appearing shy and bashful as if utterly bewitched by Lan Jiaojiao.
Lan Jiaojiao, sweetly clinging to his arm, looked affectionate and innocent, playfully hitting him, "Not at all."
"Yes, you are, I just find you so adorable." So adorable that I want to lock you up, and then I can...
Nobody noticed the flash of almost pathological emotion in the young master's eyes, gone in an instant.
"I'm hungry, shall we go eat?" Lan Jiaojiao asked sweetly.
"Sure, whatever Jiaojiao says," the young master, named Yang Yi, replied, with eyes fixed on Lan Jiaojiao and a doting expression on his face.
