Jiayi followed behind Liang Tao, holding Liang Anya's hand, head bowed, without looking at the person on the sofa behind the dining table.
Even so, she still felt a burning gaze, like sparks, hitting her body.
Unconsciously, her palms started to sweat.
Liang Anya felt the sweat on Jiayi's hand and her deliberate avoidance of looking at Huo Zhenyang, she sneaked a glance at her, "Xiaoyi."
Jiayi saw the worry on Liang Anya's face and whispered, "It's okay."
Huo Zhenyang could feel the little one's evasiveness towards him, his brows deeply furrowed and a glint of indescribable luster passed through his eyes.
Was he really angry?
Or, did he actually hurt her?
Seeing her walk towards them just now, her posture was a bit odd. Could it be that he had really been too fierce earlier?
Just then, as Liang Tao bid farewell to Huo Zhenyang, Jiayi finally breathed a sigh of relief, following the Liang family, they left the revolving restaurant.
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