Shen Fangli linked her arm through Yan Xianjue's as they headed toward the lounge area and casually said, "Zhou Ye doesn't seem any different from when we were in high school."
Yan Xianjue gave her a strange look. "We only graduated high school a few days ago. Why are you looking at him like he's a whole new person?"
Shen Fangli stroked her chin. "It just feels like it's been a long time. Maybe because life's been too fulfilling?"
Looking at her life since graduation, she had been even busier than she was in school.
"Besides, they say you should see someone in a new light after three days apart. And he's become an heir now. Isn't it normal for me to think he'd changed a lot?"
Meeting her gaze, Yan Xianjue was surprised to discover that Shen Fangli was not joking.
Yan Xianjue fell silent.
"Uh, has it occurred to you that Zhou Ye became the heir because he has no competitors at all?"
"The Zhou Household has even fewer people than mine. It's already good enough that someone is willing to inherit it. Families like the Lin Household and Ji Household are practically fighting until their heads fall off over succession, but that kind of thing would never happen here."
He pressed Shen Fangli down onto the sofa and swiftly changed the subject. "What do you want to drink?"
Shen Fangli said, "Anything is fine. I'm good with whatever."
Then she watched helplessly as Yan Xianjue casually and naturally took a carton of milk from the refrigerator.
Shen Fangli looked around. If people were not drinking champagne, they were at least having ginger ale to make do. Even orange juice would have been better. But she was holding a carton of milk... wasn't that a little inappropriate?
Wasn't