Getting Young Master Huang to Help With the Wedding

Huang Yize ignored what Yun Bilu had just said and continued to focus on his question. He asked in a silky voice, "If I didn't ask, will you keep it to yourself? Or will you study with me for the entire afternoon before saying it?" Looking at her flushed face and her slightly wet cheeks, he knew that she had run up the stairs. She must have something urgent that she wanted to tell him, or she would never have taken the stairs instead of the elevator.

Yun Bilu bit her lip. She was walking confidently before she arrived, but now that she was in front of Huang Yize, she was at a loss for words.

Looking at Yun Bilu's complicated expression, Huang Yize could only pause and stare at her. "You won't tell me?"

He wondered if he was too strict that she felt the need to restrain herself in front of him.