Zhao Rong joked, trying to amuse little Qian'er, but the little girl did not laugh and quietly watched him with her lips pursed.
"What's wrong, is there something on my face?"
Zhao Qian'er fell silent for a moment before saying, "You chose to tarnish your own name. Aside from the reasons you just mentioned in the room with Gu Yiwu and others...is it also because you want to protect me and Miss? That is the main reason, isn't it?"
Zhao Rong was slightly stunned, his lifted smile gradually faded, and he looked at her for a while before turning his head away, no longer meeting her gaze.
He looked in the direction of Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu on the third floor, and at a certain moment, he almost imperceptibly nodded slightly.
This silly girl, she really has grown up... he muttered to himself.
Seeing this, little Qian'er did not speak any further.
The air between them quieted down for a moment.
