63 One Night Spring I

The eavesdropping child was startled. She opened her minibeast-like eyes wide but remained silent. It was Xiao Dao. She looked fearlessly into Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes, which evoked an inward praise from Meng Fuyao. Meng Fuyao understood the power of Yuan Zhaoxu's gaze and was pleasantly surprised by Xiao Dao's indifference.

Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her, a meaningful gaze brushing across his eyes. He shut them slightly as if searching for something within his head. After a short while, he opened them up and smiled.

Upon seeing him smile, Meng Fuyao couldn't help the curl that formed on her lips as well. 'Aye, what an actor.'

She had expected a remark from Yuan Zhaoxu, but he said nothing. Instead, he released the child and asked Meng Fuyao, in a man-of-the-house manner, "The house by the garden is quite alright, shall I get the servants to tidy it?"