Ning Yunzaho felt that standing in the lamplight in front of the Fang Family's door was inappropriate.
What was even more inappropriate was that what he was thinking was something he shouldn't be thinking at all.
Before he really never thought about it. He just wanted to see her and ask her.
Just like what his friends had said about the youth who first tastes yearning for another in his heart.
Of course, he could not have such a yearning.
That metaphor was too inappropriate.
Ning Yunzhao sighed lightly and turned around. He would come back tomorrow.
Seeing her in the daytime would not be inapproriate.
The night and the hood of his cloak obscured his face and hid his status. In the daytime, the Fang Family residence would be busy. Even if he was careful, it would be hard to avoid being seen by someone.
Tenth Noble Son Ning came to the Fang residence - this news would send Yangcheng into a flurry.
Inappropriate, inappropriate.
