When did Master Zheng ever have to settle for a worn-out woman? That would be nothing but a tall tale.
"Hello, Aunt Su." A boy of about 1.5 meters tall greeted Su Nian with a crisp young voice, snapping her from her thoughts, and she responded immediately, "Hello, Xiaoze. Come, sit down."
As she reached out to pull Zheng Yize nearer, Zheng Haoyu, who was quite pleased with Yize's performance today, nodded slightly. However, as he lifted his cup of coffee to take a sip, he saw Yize step back and take a seat next to him, "Thank you, Aunt Su".
"Oh, don't mention it." Su Nian chuckled awkwardly, retracting her hand.
Crack——
Zheng Haoyu set down the coffee cup heavily on the tea table, creating a crisp sound. The impact seemed to make Yize tremble a bit. Ever since his last tantrum, Zheng Haoyu had been cold towards him. This time...
