C120 Stirring up Trouble Again

Zhao Xiniang swallowed her saliva. "Yunwan, this thing …" she stammered out a moment ago. What should I do? "

Zhao Yunwan narrowed her eyes and tapped the table with her slender fingers rhythmically. After a while, she said, "Since he's here, he's going to make a ruckus. Otherwise, he'll think I'm a soft persimmon."

Zhao Xiniang didn't understand her intention, but she didn't say much