He reached out to take back his dart.
But Song Lianhe grabbed it tightly. "It's mine!"
"Are you sure?"
"Positive! I found it, so it's mine!"
Without another word, she tucked the dart into her satchel.
Seeing how much she treasured it, Zhou Cangyan felt somewhat pleased. The oppressive mood that had weighed on him finally lifted a bit. Without the grim, vicious aura clouding his features, he was a strikingly handsome and refined man.
He glanced at her. "Where are you going?"
Knowing she couldn't hide it from him, Song Lianhe lifted her chin. "To settle a score with Zhuang Qiaoyue."
"For whom?"
"Ah Jun!" she quickly explained. "He's the little beggar I rescued. He's with me now, so he's my person. Now that he's been bullied, I have to get justice for him!"
The man's gaze lowered, a subtle glint in their depths. He murmured, as if to himself, "Ah, so he's *your* person..."
"That's right!"
