Had he turned into an artsy guy?
Zhuge Yun teased himself.
Then, on second thought...
Wait, that wasn't right.
He had always been a sophisticated, artsy guy.
"Was Grandma Tian in the fashion industry when she was young?"
Zhao Luzheng guessed.
"Maybe."
Zhuge Yun's answer sounded a little perfunctory.
But it was the truth.
"So?"
Zhang Bo raised an eyebrow.
"You happened to pass by the little square, and decided to take a look at Grandma Tian on a whim."
"You saw Grandma Tian."
"...And then?"
Zhuge Yun: ...
And then?
Uh...
Zhuge Yun's lips curled.
"I was just sharing a bit about my life with you guys."
"And then... I left."
Zhang Bo: ...
Zhao Luzheng: ...
Xiao Xiao stroked Little White Fox's head.
Hadn't he just seen Little White Fox roll its eyes?
A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes.
"What?"
After a brief moment of guilt, Zhuge Yun put on a defiant air.
"You all know Grandma Tian, don't you?"
"What's wrong with telling you when I run into someone we all know?"
"...Nothing wrong with that."
Zhao Luzheng smiled wryly.
It was just that they'd assumed from the start that Zhuge Yun had some gossip or particularly "juicy" news to share.
And the result...
That was it?
The anticlimax left them at a bit of a loss for words.
"Then what were you so excited about?"
Zhang Bo picked up his glass and gulped down some water, then asked, sounding rather annoyed.
"Was I?"
Zhuge Yun felt his face.
"I wasn't."
"You guys just got the wrong idea."
Zhang Bo rolled his eyes at Zhuge Yun.
Zhuge Yun looked completely innocent.
But...
"Grandma Tian really surprised me."
"If Third Brother hadn't told me earlier