Zhao Ya's grim expression softened, but he still spoke in a hard tone: "I'm busy dealing with some things."

She glanced at someone sideways, her tone sarcastic: "I'm working myself to the bone outside, while you're enjoying yourself with a handsome man by your side."

There's a sense of resentment in him, like a woman who works hard outside while her husband goes out and indulges in debauchery behind her back.

Even after he calmed down, his resentment was still strong. Wu Tongxue blinked, tugged at his clothes, and smiled softly, "Brother, you've worked hard."

She paused, then looked at his face and asked, "Are you angry?"

It's obvious.

Zhao Ya glanced at him, letting him hold her clothes in his hand.

Wu Tongxue waved a piece of clothing in her hand, her bright, watery eyes looking at him. "Don't be angry."

"elder brother."

Zhao Ya turned his head away, afraid that he would soften his heart at any moment.

He didn't realize that his expression had already softened and was no longer intimidating at all.

"Brother." Wu Tongxue called out to him again and turned to face him.

Zhao Ya sighed softly and vigorously rubbed his head. "I can't do anything with you."

I can't bear to be angry with him.

"Sweetie, go sit in the car first." Zhao Ya pulled him to the car, opened the door for him, and held his hand above him.

"It's cold outside."

Wu Tongxue didn't feel cold, and under Zhao Ya's unyielding attitude, she obediently got into the car.

If you go against him at this time, he might really get angry.

Zhao Ya was very angry, but not at Wu Tongxue.

The two men under the streetlights also witnessed this scene.

A slightly relieved smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's face. It seemed that Branwen still had some sense and wasn't angry with the innocent sweetheart.

Sweetheart is so innocent, how could she make a mistake?

It's all because outsiders are too cunning.

Zhao Wuji withdrew his gaze and landed on Li Nanyuan opposite him, his expression revealing nothing, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts.

“Their relationship has always been very good, and Branwen has always liked Sweetheart very much.”

“They grew up together, and Branwen holds a very important place in Sweetheart’s heart.”

"Branwen will always be Sweetheart's guardian knight."

Zhao Wuji calmly looked at the young man before him, "You understand what I mean."

After he finished speaking, there was silence.

A shadow crossed Li Nanyuan's eyes; he clearly saw the intimacy between the two people over there.

Those natural actions, having withstood the test of time, have become part of their daily routines.

Coming to his senses, he nodded slightly, his expression inscrutable.

A second later, a composed and polite smile appeared on her face. "I understand."

"Tsk, what's taking so long to talk about?"

Zhao Ya strode over with his hands in his pockets and long legs, giving Li Nanyuan a cold laugh, "You certainly have some tricks up your sleeve."

Actually, he had left someone behind before he left.

But everyone knew the attitude of the head of the family and the eldest young master towards the young master; the young master had simply found a man.

Even the eldest young master himself didn't dare to raise his voice at the young master, let alone these people.

They could only console themselves that at least they had secretly protected the young master, even though the young master's bodyguard team didn't need more than a few of them.

They could also sense that the young master was subtly avoiding them.

After much deep thought.

Between angering the young master and angering the eldest master, they decisively chose the latter.

Despite being mocked, Li Nanyuan remained unfazed. "I can't compare to President Zhao's family and business empire; I just have more time to spend with Xiaoxue."

Zhao Ya's expression suddenly turned cold as his home was burgled while he was away on a business trip, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

I really want to kill this thing.

Zhao Wuji thought this made sense. When Branwen was busy with family affairs and couldn't get away, his youngest son did need someone to accompany him.

Is one enough?

He kept the question to himself for now, raised his large, fan-like hand, and patted Zhao Ya's shoulder, telling him to stop.

“Branwen”.

It's unbecoming to fight and kill in front of my sweetheart; my eyes are full of disapproval.

Zhao Ya suppressed his murderous intent.

“Daddy, we should go home.” He especially emphasized the words “go home.”

Li Nanyuan appeared unmoved, glancing at him indifferently before averting his gaze and giving a light laugh.

Wu Tongxue lowered the car window and smiled at Li Nanyuan, who was looking over.

With its head tilted out and hands pressed against the car window, it looked like a lively little cat curious about the outside world.

Li Nanyuan's heart softened, and his expression became exceptionally gentle.

Zhao Ya's face turned black when he saw it.

I've decided to teach Sweetheart a lesson tonight.

Sensing Zhao Ya's resentment, Wu Tongxue crossed her hands and pressed them against the car window, resting her chin on them, and also revealed a sweet and refreshing smile.

It's hard to be angry with him.

Zhao Ya wasn't fooled this time and turned his head away.

They're good at pretending to be innocent.

Disobedient people will be punished.

His face, hidden in the shadows, held a subtle, meaningful smile.

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