He Yizheng, however, remained silent, and instead looked first at He Jingyao.
He Jingyao met his gaze with a cold expression.
Then, He Yizheng revealed a smile filled with malice and anticipation.
"Jingyao? It's been a long time," He Yizheng said as he shifted his attention to Zhixi.
His smile was meaningful, and it was clear that he had been aware of Zhixi's presence for a while, so her presence didn't surprise him.
Zhixi subconsciously tightened her grip on He Jingyao's hand, and for some reason, He Yizheng's expression gave her a bad premonition.
He Jingyao grasped her hand back and smiled faintly, "There's nothing to fear, don't be scared."
"Yizheng?" He Yirong's voice took on a hint of anger, "What exactly are you trying to do?"
