Jiang Xiaocai ran away again in anger.
Ming Shu couldn’t help but sigh. “She wants to chase someone like this?”
If she ran away in anger, she would never be able to catch up with him.
Zong Yu responded in silence.
Ming Shu tilted her head and looked at him. She followed his fair and smooth chin and landed on his eyelashes. “What a coincidence, why are you here?”
Zong Yu’s eyelashes trembled slightly and he lowered his gaze.
When his gaze met Ming Shu’s, a strange emotion flashed through his indifferent and distant eyes.
Zong Yu quickly retracted his gaze and walked out with her in his arms.
Ming Shu was forced to follow him.
“Hey, Mr. Landlord, the peach blossoms have already been chased away. Why are you still hugging me?”
Zong Yu acted as though he didn’t hear her until he brought her out of the hotel area.
The neon lights were shining brightly. Zong Yu held her and walked on the road slowly.