While Han Ruochen was unaware of what was going on in Han Ziyan's mind, the latter was already making moves to make sure that the latter would not be able to escape Yang Jianming. Early the next morning, she went to look for Yang Jianming.
"What are you doing here?" Yang Jianming frowned when he saw Han Ziyan looking for him. He dropped the cigar in his hand and walked over to where she was standing. He thought that she wanted to say something important to him but—
"Buy me a can of cherries."
"What?" Yang Jianming was sure that there was something wrong with his hearing because there was no way this woman came looking for him so early in the morning, only for her to tell him that she wanted a can of cherries.
"I said, 'Go and buy me a can of cherries.'"
"Han Ziyan, you—"
