By the river.
Jiang Ning and the group left the small pond. Before leaving, Chen Siyu bid farewell to Xu Wenyi.
Xu Wenyi watched their backs, unable to resist saying, "They didn't even use a fishing rod."
Yin Yu pondered, "They don't look like the type who fish."
Xu Wenyi: "They're so impressive."
Zhuang Jianhui, who had been frowning all along, suddenly spoke up: "Stop talking, you're scaring away my fish."
Lin Zida: "Ahem."
Xu Wenyi wanted to roll his eyes, what does it have to do with him?
Yin Yu politely apologized: "Sorry."
Gong Jin consoled timely: "You're not wrong, Jianhui is."
Zhuang Jianhui looked frustrated. How to describe it? The pond's fish were like the goddess he longed for but couldn't pursue; turning around, he found the goddess with a dog collar.
Yin Yu kept apologizing: "It's my fault. If I hadn't disturbed you, you would have caught fish for sure."
She was clearly sincere, innocent, and pure, yet why did her words feel uncomfortable?
