An Yang had never been to Xia Wu before, and everything felt fresh and new to her. It was only when they arrived at the Duke's mansion that she slightly toned down her excitement and followed Denton into the main hall.
The room was full of people, but An Yang showed no sign of nervousness. Denton introduced her to someone, and she greeted each one without hesitation.
"My Yang~!" Zi Xi dashed over and clung to An Yang's leg.
An Yang laughed as she picked him up. "Little darling, you still remember me, huh!"
Denton playfully tousled her hair. "You two video chat every other day. How could he forget you?"
"True."
"My Yang, play with me?" Zi Xi tilted his little head and asked.
"Sure, what do you want to play?"
"Makeup." Sang Yu ran over and lightly slapped An Yang's leg.
"Alright, let's go do makeup." An Yang laughed and went upstairs with them.
"Here we go again with the drawing boards." Tong Airui chuckled, patting Denton on the shoulder. "Have a seat."
