"If you don't go out, I'll throw you down here to feed the sharks!" Beitang Yao threatened.
"Yes, sir!" Beitang Huan's face changed at the mention of feeding sharks, but before leaving, he still said, "With a high-powered telescope, I saw that everyone seemed to be standing on the shore!"
"Want to feed the sharks?" Beitang Yao shouted coldly.
After Beitang Huan left, Beitang Yao also got up and stood by the window, picked up the nearby black telescope, adjusted the focus, and after watching quietly for a few seconds, he put it down.
He returned to the bedside, watched her tidy her messy clothes and hair, and said, "We've reached the shore, are you ready?"
She looked at the hand he extended toward her, thinking that his hand was so beautiful! Fair and slender, even women would feel inferior seeing his hand!
She hesitated, and after a long while, she finally extended her hand, placing it in his palm: "Wherever the Young Master goes, I'll follow!"
