Aunty Zhao, carrying a platter of fruit, looked as though she’d overheard something scandalous and quickly shuffled away. Lin Yuxi’s face tightened, and she spun around to leave, but Zhou Yanjing still had a grip on her arm. She tried to pull away, but he stood there unfazed, watching her struggle uselessly, like a newly hatched chick trying to break free from a tether. After tugging several times