"What are you thinking? Our An'an doesn't just add strangers casually."
Cheng Xuyuan scratched his head and obediently responded with an "Oh."
Gao Yuyue's eyes shifted slightly as she glanced at the slanted rear of the boy. A graceful figure in purple had taken a seat.
Gao Yuyue pointed her chin in its direction. "The one in purple clothes—do you know her?"
Cheng Xuyuan turned his head for a look. In that instant, his clear eyes seemed stabbed by a pin, shrinking abruptly.
Gao Yuyue didn't miss the change in Cheng Xuyuan's expression and squinted her eyes slightly.
Cheng Xuyuan quickly turned back and lowered his voice. "She… she's surnamed Yu."
Gao Yuyue raised an eyebrow. "Yu, as in Yu Meiren?"
Yan Lu, who was playing on her phone beside them, suddenly raised her head.
Cheng Xuyuan pressed his lips together. "Yes, she's the eldest daughter of the Yu family, Yu Ruohuan."
