Xia Xiaochong was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.
Hmm...
Uncle Ji Yang was giving her lessons at night. In fact, he was putting off a lot of official business until after midnight.
No wonder Uncle Ji Yang's complexion has been particularly bad lately.
Now Xia Xiaochong finally understood.
...
After finishing the apple, Ji Yang saw Xia Xiaochong daydreaming, lightly pressed his lips together, and returned to handling his work peacefully.
With her here...
His mood seemed to become calmer as he worked.
Her presence soothed his heart.
It was... strange.
Ji Yang was slowly digesting the unusual emotions in his heart.
...
It was almost lunchtime.
Ji Yang walked up to Xia Xiaochong and took the initiative to say, "Let me treat you... let's go."
"Alright."
Xia Xiaochong immediately stood up, gave a sweet smile, her eyes full of mischief.
Ji Yang looked at the young girl with pursed lips, suddenly feeling as though he was witnessing her playing dumb.
