Tang Wan was unaware of their thoughts; she simply looked at Fu Er and found his behavior somewhat strange.

It's strange that his expression and his words contradict each other.

The slightly drooping corners of his eyes didn't look like sadness; instead, they looked like disgust.

The curve of his lips had nothing to do with sadness; instead, it carried a mocking air.

It's just like saying one thing but meaning another.

Tang Wan thought for a moment, then nodded.

But I decided not to expose him.

Tang Wan believes that her relationship with Frank is not good enough for them to reveal their true personalities to each other.

What Frank wants to do is none of my business.

Xiao Heqing, standing next to Tang Wan, was genuinely surprised.

Thinking of that, the smile on Forl's face deepened, looking like a small mouth splitting open under a mask.

Does our school have a puppet show?

"That's what you thought too, to start slowly."

Frank gripped the chair armrests tightly, but his peripheral vision fell on Tang Wan, whom he could easily grab with one hand.

We slowed down, led Tang Wan through the campus, and then handed Tang Wan and Frank over to For.

He looks like a bodyguard.

Tang Wan actually had little interest in it.

When you lack the strength to protect yourself, beauty and excellence are bound to be taken away.

Make your nose feel comfortable.

Fell clapped his hands and stepped out from behind the curtain—a man rarely seen wearing sunglasses.

But the people at the scene would also give me an answer. I could only swallow hard, then reach out, grab Tang Wan's wrist, and pull her closer to me.

Some of the words were localized, and Frank didn't understand some of them, but judging from our conversation, that stage was definitely not built for Tangwan.

However, when Xiao Heqing turned his gaze to Frank, he met a pair of eyes that showed no sign of a smile.

His body trembled incessantly, like a frightened deer.

“Last night, your servant said that the renovations lasted a long time last night, and it was Foldo who ordered them to be done.”

Everyone says that Tang Wan was an orphan adopted from an orphanage, and she looks like the kind of child who has never seen anything good.

Where can we find someone to act?

As for those flowers with overly strong fragrances, they also looked very familiar to me.

Being vicious is not always a bad thing; at most, when one is unable to protect oneself, viciousness is not a sin.

Before Yan Fushan could finish her sentence, the curtain under the stage was opened.

The little boy who came to Tangwan's side is as rare as a giant panda.

How could he just sit there outside and watch the performance you prepared for him?

A big boy dressed as a mascot stood in the center of the stage.

You suddenly stand up, wanting to stop the farce.

Then you get a chill.

Ferr looked at the stage, his face still bearing that fake smile, but he said, word by word, "Sugar, does he hate it?"

It might be too similar to their puppet shows.

Frank's thoughts were abruptly interrupted. After answering, I glanced at Tang Wan to make sure she was alright before saying, "No, it's just..."

Frank looked at the pair of cloudy eyes behind him and simply said, "The principal said you should take good care of him, because he's going to run around."

Right here are the people who hate him the most.

The safety index there is lower than that in China.

Since Fell has said that, he probably isn't prepared for things to go wrong yet.

Even so, Tang Wan still looked at the stage behind her, hoping it would end.

I know which country the flower is from, because it's so common.

Puppet show?

These students, who hadn't initially recognized Tangwan, found seats and sat down on their own.

Judging from the arc of the hanging, you can tell you're very happy.

Fell sat next to Tang Wan; our seats were the worst on the entire stage.

I said to Tang Wan, "Tang, your school doesn't have a puppet show, does he want to go see one?"

It seems that what I just felt was just my own illusion.

You should know that the kids at this school have similar personalities to the students at Lingyun Academy; they're all arrogant and look down on others.

Tang Wan's expression changed immediately.

We served snacks to the adults present and then left very slowly.

"Come on, even if they look bad, do you think they'd dare to applaud?"

You sniffed, and subtly frowned, feeling that the scent of the flowers wasn't quite strong enough.

However, you had barely stood up when Forl pushed you back down.

Our bodyguards were also around, so it didn't seem too dangerous.

"Tsk, he's really happy."

How could those innocent children from the East, who have never experienced hardship, know how safe the world inside is?

We are talking about...

All of that was observed by Forl, but I just smiled and didn't take it to heart.

But when Xiao Heqing calmed down and tried to look again, he found that Frank's gaze was fixed on Tang Wan's lower body, without sparing any of it.

"When did the stage open? You saw it yesterday."

Our teachers, who were leading Tangwan, heard Fur's words and had no doubts.

"Yes, I know, but whatever Master Foldo arranges, there's no room for error. Let's see what happens first."

The situation is the same both domestically and internationally.

Tang Wan can understand what we say, but Frank can understand it.

You nodded, agreeing to the bad deal with Xiao Heqing.

There wasn't a single bizarre or absurd element to it.

You are always filled with curiosity about the world you have never been to before.

Unexpectedly, Tang Wan had so many friends, even overseas.

You turn to look at Frank, as if you understand why I did that.

With practiced ease, Fell led Tang Wan to a greenhouse, where what came into view was not a tiny stage.

However, just as I was about to speak, the person in front of me nudged my shoulder and asked in outdated Mandarin, "They, over here, don't, have that kind of performance?"

It felt like being watched by a wild beast; it was very uncomfortable.

The whispers around me sounded like bad things.

Tang Wan nodded in disbelief and obediently stayed by Frank's side, showing no sign of resistance.

The same applies to puppet shows.

Surrounded by fragrant flowers, Tang Wan's gaze lingered on them for a second before she looked away.

Frank wanted to warn Tang Wan to watch out for the white-haired guy next to her.

But Frank knew that this was definitely just his imagination.

Tang Wan was momentarily stunned as Frank pulled her into his arms, bumping into his soft abs, and blinked her eyes in bewilderment.

"But there aren't any puppet shows where you live, they're all just..."

Your seven limbs are bound with silk threads, and you wear a large, ugly mask under your face, so that your face cannot be seen.