There was a park here, with pavilions, towers, and several artificial mountains constructed in the style of Suzhou Garden. There was even a relatively private space within the artificial mountains. Yu Zexiao, after all, was a celebrity, and arguing in public would certainly make headlines.
"Come here." Jian Anning pulled him and stuffed Yu Zexiao into the open space inside the artificial mountain.
The light dimmed instantly, with a few slices of brightness filtering through the hollowed-out Taihu rocks of the artificial mountain. Jian Anning, with a tinge of thin anger, lowered her voice, "Zexiao, what on earth is going on with you?"
"What on earth is going on! I'd like to ask, what on earth is going on between you and that Situ guy!" No longer restrained by the presence of others, Yu Zexiao also stopped pretending. He was very not pleased to see Situ Xuan deliberately getting close to her!
