Jiang Yutang couldn't help but reach out to hold her.
Ahead of them, Elder Zhou very tactfully said, "Young Master, Young Mistress, I'll go downstairs for a smoke."
"Don't you have anything to ask me?"
"What should I ask you?"
The man's palm lightly brushed her cheek, his eyes fixating on her with a profound depth, harboring a hint of deep amusement, "Ask whatever you want to ask, anything's fine."
"I don't have anything to ask."
"..."
Ye Liangyan stared at him quietly, "Can I get up now?"
"Liangyan..." Jiang Yutang almost wanted to grind his teeth, "Don't you know about the news these past few days?"
A hint of amusement flashed in Ye Liangyan's eyes: "There's so much news these days, which one should I know?"
"You're doing this on purpose..."
"Let's talk seriously; about those news articles concerning Tang Zhenghao, don't you have anything you want to say to me?"
Seeing him cut to the chase, Ye Liangyan straightforwardly said, "No."
"Why?"
