Xiao Ruoruo looked at Yang Xiao with a smile brimming on her face.
Yang Xiao's face showed an unconcealed wariness, which she could clearly see.
This made Xiao Ruoruo very satisfied with herself, and a sense of achievement spontaneously arose. After all, making others wary had always been something Xiao Ruoruo enjoyed immensely.
"Mr. Yang, in fact, there's really no need for you to be wary of me, as we are not enemies by any means! Even if you promised my foster father to be the one to turn the tide, there will be no conflict between us! I have never thought of defying the arrangements of my foster father, and I will do as he has instructed. In my heart, my foster father's orders are as sacrosanct as imperial edicts, even if he asks me to protect Xiao Yibo, that unworthy descendant!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao looked at Xiao Ruoruo with no intention of speaking.
It wasn't that he did not want to speak, but rather he did not know what to say.
