Yao Ran rubbed Qin Man's back and talked to her in a coaxing tone.
"Calm down, Mom. Let's leave her alone for now. Just think of how things will be in the long run."
"Victory!"
Yao Tang disintegrated her last opponent, winning another round. She finally put her phone down and arched her back to stretch her stiff muscles.
Cheng Yan walked out of the fitting room at that exact moment. He froze when he saw Yao Tang's languid posture, and his gaze deepened.
He quickly strode forward and loomed over her, effectively blocking anyone from seeing her in such a state. "I'm sorry for making you wait."
Yao Tang settled back and sipped her milk tea. "It's all right."
"I heard all that racket just now. They said that Cheng Zhou has taken a liking to Yao Ran? I don't think that's true at all." Cheng Yan sounded resolute, though his eyes lingered distractedly on Yao Tang's pretty face.
