Bai Miaoying eagerness was still too much to handle after a while. Perhaps, it was because she had suppressed her emotions for a very long time. She wanted to burst out in tears, but her eyes were so dry that she felt pain.
"Let's go in and talk," said Bai Miaoying to Zhao Manyan as she tried to calm herself.
"It's okay. Let's chat here. I know what you're worried about," said Zhao Manyan.
"Let me take a good look at you." Bai Miaoying looked at Zhao Manyan. She reached out to touch his face.
Zhao Manyan was no longer as fair as he was, and his skin was not as soft and supple anymore. He had been maintaining his good looks for a very long time. He had dyed his hair a vibrant color. It made him look pompous and overly fashionable.