"Let's go quickly, the prime minister must be getting impatient," Zhiyan said with a beaming smile, sweetly urging Ouyang Peng.
Ouyang Jin's gaze darkened and his eyes lingered closely on Zhiyan. Although she was smiling, her smile did not reach her eyes. Was she harboring some troubles?
"Alright, let's go. We can't keep them waiting," Ouyang Peng nodded and involuntarily tightened his grip on Zhiyan's hand, a twinge of heartache crossing his mind.
When would this little one open up to him? She seemed to be smiling, yet her heart was more fragile than anyone else's. He had long ago realized her acute lack of security.
Ouyang Jin led the way with two others, followed by a crowd, heading towards the Ouyang Family's store. From a distance, they could see the store's location packed tight with people, the streets brimming with onlookers.
Everyone was abuzz with discussion, each face alight with eager anticipation.
