Lao Jinzhi was confused and looked at Chu Dazhuang with puzzlement, her smile freezing on her face.
"What do you mean by this?"
At this moment, Chu Dazhuang, hearing Lao Jinzhi's words, also smiled. At this instant, the honest simplicity had disappeared from his face, replaced by maturity.
He reined in his smile, his expression reverting to cold detachment, and then, he lightly snapped his fingers.
Lao Jinzhi was baffled, about to ask Chu Dazhuang what he was doing when, before she could finish her sentence, she heard the snap of Chu Dazhuang's fingers. Suddenly, beside Lao Jinzhi, a flash of light coalesced into two figures. As the figures solidified, Lao Jinzhi could see clearly that they were none other than Yang Mi and her own husband—Liu Zhongding!
