"I don't know, want to go find out?"
The group of women behind Su Junhao were all gossiping. Jian Yanyan had her arms around Su Junhao's neck, a little nervous, a little embarrassed, and a little excited.
Of course she heard what those women were saying too. She didn't know how they would try to dig up info on her later. She was a bit worried, but also a bit expectant. She felt she really was a bundle of contradictions.
Jian Yanyan buried her head in Su Junhao's arms, not daring to look up. Su Junhao could feel her fluffy little head nuzzling around in his arms. The corners of his lips lifted and he actually smiled. Immediately, one of the women following them let out a shriek. "Oh my god, Young Master Su actually smiled, and it was so warm."
"Are you stupid? When does Young Master Su ever not smile?" Someone rolled her eyes at the woman who'd spoken.
The woman still refused to accept it. "Young Master Su smiles a lot, sure, but when has it ever been that warm and that genuine?"
