Seeing Zhong Tingyue's silence, Li Yuan knew what it meant. Sometimes, silence was an agreement. If he kept asking, it would only be counterproductive. After all, if a girl truly wanted to object, she would have said so directly.
His heart blazing, Li Yuan promptly swept Zhong Tingyue up into his arms.
Carried in his arms like a princess, Zhong Tingyue exclaimed, "Senior, put me down quickly."
Li Yuan chuckled without letting go. "Little Moon, you're so light. With your weight, I could carry two of you."
With her arms around Li Yuan's neck, Zhong Tingyue gave him a playful glare and pouted, "Senior, besides me, who else do you want to carry? Do you want me to introduce you to the pretty girls from our Finance Academy? There are plenty of them, you know. One is even prettier than me. If you met her, you'd definitely fall for her."
Li Yuan retorted, "Little Moon, when did you learn to lie?"
"How am I lying?"
