Di Jinye's gaze fixed upon Cheng Ruowei was complexly ambiguous.
Meanwhile, Cheng Ruowei pretended to be shy, but in reality, she was afraid that looking up would reveal her flaws and lower her head to avoid his gaze.
As daddy and the beautiful auntie talked about him, Di Zeran obediently finished a bowl of wonton soup, as if it had warmed his heart.
Just then, the butler knocked on the door from outside.
"Young Master Di, the old madam requests your presence."
"Hmm, I know."
The frown on Di Jinye's face was barely perceptible; he really detested having to pretend and play act in front of Lady Di.
As long as he was in the Di Family, he was surrounded by watchful eyes.
Even the home of a wealthy tycoon was but a gilded cage.
"Wait for me, let's go to the company together."
"Okay, I won't run away."
Cheng Ruowei had no idea that her words had touched Di Jinye's heart.