Song Yunxiu nervously pressed his chest, his habitual poker face completely broke, and the corners of his mouth kept turning up. In his mind, Tang Yuan's words were playing on a loop, the more he listened, the more satisfied he was, and the higher the corners of his mouth lifted.
At this moment, his personal terminal rang again. He looked at it irritably, and when he saw it was from Tang Yiyi, his furrowed brow immediately eased. After seeing clearly the coordinates sent by Tang Yiyi, his figure flickered, and he disappeared from the original spot.
On the other side, after Tang Yiyi turned off her personal terminal, she cautiously negotiated with Tang Yuan, "Tang Yuan, we're expecting a guest later at home, do you want to meet them?"
The little bun, Tang Yuan, frowned and glared at Tang Yiyi with his round eyes full of dissatisfaction: "No!" To show his anger, he scooped a big spoonful of food into his mouth and chewed aggressively right in front of Tang Yiyi!
