Quite a few people were stealing glances at her with a touch of admiration, but nobody had the courage to take a seat beside her.
Zhao Changhe's cheeks twitched, nearly laughing out loud.
Who said she couldn't act? At the very least, playing the role of a well-bred lady was a basic skill she'd learned from childhood. But how had she managed to break character like this?
He thought about it and decided that, given his own persona, what he needed to do was simple. So, he walked straight to the empty seat on Cui Yuanyang's right, sat down somewhat awkwardly, as if he wanted to look at Cui Yuanyang but was too embarrassed and instead lowered his head to look at the table.
