If Zhou Sichen kept talking, Dai Yunze was afraid he would dig up all his dirty secrets!
Zhou Sichen looked at Dai Yunze's smile that hid a blade, and finally sensed that something was wrong. His body shuddered violently, and before his brain could react, instinct had already sent him running off in a cloud of dust.
Just as Dai Yunze was thinking that Zhou Sichen had better run fast, or he would definitely teach him a lesson, Huo Yuhao's faint voice pulled him back from his thoughts.
"Now, can you tell me?"
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It was as if Dai Yunze had been drenched from head to toe in a bucket of icy water—frozen icy water, at that. His heart instantly went cold.
Maintaining that awkward, rather than polite, smile, he looked at Huo Yuhao. "Ah, didn't Zhou Sichen just say it? Haha, I wanted to win you over."
There was no particular expression on Huo Yuhao's face. He merely stared at Dai Yunze and said, "So you really are from the Duke's Residence?"
Dai Yunze was genuinely anxious enough to break out in a cold sweat this time, but he could not think of any reliable solution. He could only force himself to answer, "Yes."
But before Dai Yunze could say anything else, Huo Yuhao suddenly tightened his grip on the gold card in his hand, took a step back, and said, "I understand." After a pause, he added, "Thank you."
Then he continued backing away, seemingly intending to leave.
Dai Yunze was utterly confused. He had no idea why Huo Yuhao had suddenly decided not to press further.
As Huo Yuhao backed away, his gaze remained fixed on Dai Yunze ahead of him. Naturally, he saw the confusion and incomprehension