Old Li smiled, acting as casually as ever, as if he hadn't just seen a thing.
Li Zhi forced a smile. It was an ugly one, looking as though she had simply twitched the skin on her face.
Old Li then turned to Shen Yuan, his expression turning a bit more serious. "Shen Yuan, I asked you to take care of Zhizhi. Did you do a good job?"
"Uh... Uncle Li." Shen Yuan's throat felt tight. He croaked out the address and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, I did. I did."
The moment the words left Shen Yuan's mouth, Li Zhi's voice cut in from the side.
"Like hell you did! Taking me all the way to Hang City just for a beef bowl... seriously?"
Shen Yuan: "?!"
Shen Yuan stared at Li Zhi, his face a mask of disbelief.
Seeing his expression, Li Zhi immediately glared back.
"What? Did I say something wrong? Didn't you take me to Zhejiang University for a beef bowl?"
Holy shit?!
HOLY SHIT????!!!
'Li Zhi, you... you're really doing this?!'
