After finding the folder, Yun Qiluo looked up and saw him approaching, her face full of vigilance.
The young girl could never hide her thoughts in front of him; everything was written on her face.
Yan Yan noticed something unusual, his phoenix eyes carelessly squinting as he raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"
Yun Qiluo guiltily shifted her gaze away, "N-nothing, just a gift from a friend!"
Before Yan Yan could say more, her eyes darted around, and she quickly turned and ran upstairs.
Halfway up, she didn't forget to stop and earnestly say in a childish voice, "Beautiful woman, I'm going upstairs to study! Don't disturb me, okay!"
After speaking, she dashed off again like a wisp of smoke.
Yan Yan watched her small back, thought for a moment, but didn't chase after her.
Instead, his captivating eyes gradually darkened.
Unexpectedly, this little one now has secrets...
And has learned to lie.
