Chen Shuang and Tan Bei, mother and son, looked at each other from a distance across the large dining table, but Tan Bei was the first to look away.

He pulled out a chair and sat down next to Lin Zhenzhen, then picked up her schoolbag that she had carelessly thrown on the ground and put it away.

Chen Shuang's smile was a little stiff. She tried to speak, "It seems that Xiao Bei and Zhen Zhen get along really well. Then we can rest assured."

“That’s true.” Ning Xiong was very satisfied with Tan Bei’s well-behaved and sensible nature. At eighteen or nineteen years old, he was not impetuous at all and did not cause trouble outside.

"It must be Xiao Bei giving in to Zhenzhen. Do you think I, as her father, don't know her temper?" As he spoke, he flicked Lin Zhenzhen's nose with his index finger, his tone extremely exaggerated.

"You're being unfair, I'm ignoring you." Lin Zhenzhen turned her head and her eyes met Tan Bei's, who was staring straight in her direction, seemingly lost in thought.

Just then, the door to the private room was opened from the outside.

"Oh, Mr. Ning, you're finally back in City A!" a middle-aged man said, sounding very enthusiastic.

Behind him was Bai Qingfeng, who had changed into casual clothes and was looking at the people in the room with a serious expression.

"Mr. Bai, it's been a while since we last met." Brother Lin stood up and exchanged pleasantries with the other party. Only then did Lin Zhenzhen realize that this place was a property under the Bai family's name.

She couldn't help but scrutinize him, noticing that although he had changed into a casual light brown jacket, the brooch and cufflinks on his chest were very exquisite, echoing the details of his shoes.

This perfectly matches his image as a refined and somewhat fussy young nobleman.

Lin Zhenzhen pondered absentmindedly whether there was a pattern to the deviations of the main characters in the book, or in what ways they were more likely to stray from the right path.

She rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought, unaware that to others, this appearance would appear as her holding her face and gushing over Bai Qingfeng.

The adults on both sides were used to it, but Bai Qingfeng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and coughed awkwardly twice.

The light in front of Lin Zhenzhen suddenly dimmed the next second. Tan Bei picked up the kettle on the table and poured water for her. This angle perfectly blocked Bai Qingfeng on the right.