Zhao Yang's heart was filled with nothing but frustration, for he was even wealthier than Zhang Meng! But, does having money really mean one can win any woman's heart?
Noticing Zhao Yang's indignant expression, Ling Yuxuan knew that merely a cup of tea would not dispel the resentment in his heart!
Although he claimed not to care, Zhao Yang was actually quite bothered by it.
"Here, try this." Ling Yuxuan held a piece of candied fruit with two fingers and offered it to Zhao Yang.
Realizing that Ling Yuxuan was offering it to his mouth, Zhao Yang did not reach out his hand to take it; instead, he leaned in and ate the candied fruit from her hand.
Zhao Yang pulled back, chewing the candied fruit while smiling at Ling Yuxuan and said, "It's so fragrant, so sweet."
It was unclear whether Zhao Yang was complimenting the candied fruit or Ling Yuxuan's hand, but at that moment, she was already somewhat moved.
"Let's go back," Zhao Yang said with a smile.
