"Why is he staring at you like that?" As she turned her head, she caught sight of Luo Linhao still inside the room, his gaze fixed on Ye Zi'an. His expression was difficult to describe, a mix of anger and a touch of resentment.
"Pfft, he lost the contest, that's all!" After throwing out this comment, Ye Zi'an continued to chat with Yang Chuxia, "What do you think? The bracelet for the boy is nice, isn't it? It's engraved with his formal name, now even if the child gets lost and someone sees these characters, no one would dare pick him up."
"Get lost, you bad mouth!"
"It's the truth, isn't it? With the name bestowed by imperial favor, it's clear he belongs to our family. Here in Wangquan Town, anyone who sees it will either return it to us or not dare to pick it up at all." Ye Zi'an felt his reasoning was sound; who in recent years in Wangquan Town didn't know of the Yang Family and the Ye Family?