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"Is this your son?"

In an instant, Gui Ziyue's expression changed dramatically, her beautiful eyes widened.

She was genuinely shocked.

Because she couldn't figure out how Fang Yi could ask such a question.

It seemed like a way to strike up a conversation, but the approach was just too... outrageous.

At this moment, even Di Xiaotong, wearing headphones, didn't look too pleased; in fact, he was listening to music, but the volume was low, and Fang Yi's words fell clearly into Di Xiaotong's ears.

Stay calm!

Must stay calm!

Gui Ziyue shouted internally as she looked at Di Xiaotong, whose expression changed.

Previously, it was Di Xiaotong who urged Gui Ziyue to stay calm, but now it was Gui Ziyue hoping Di Xiaotong would keep his cool.

If Di Xiaotong really went berserk and caused a scene, it would all be for nothing, achieving nothing.

The main thing is, Gui Ziyue understood that Di Xiaotong was just an Earth Level Martial Artist Stage Two, not even able to defeat her, let alone Fang Yi.

No matter how they looked down on this guy in front of them, at least he was a Heavenly Level Martial Artist Stage One. In a real fight, even the weakest Heavenly Level Martial Artist could easily crush them.

So, from any angle, Di Xiaotong had to stay calm.

But it seemed impossible for Di Xiaotong to calm down.

Gui Ziyue felt a surge of emotion, bit her silver tooth, and helplessly stood up, circled the table, and sat beside Fang Yi.

This move from Gui Ziyue stunned Di Xiaotong. As he came to his senses, he realized how close he was to losing control and glanced at Gui Ziyue, giving her a rare grateful look.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Fang Yi started munching on sunflower seeds.

Meanwhile, Fang Yi sat with his legs crossed, slanted towards Gui Ziyue.

Honestly, Fang Yi looked quite nonchalant and even had a bit of a rogue vibe.

Being stared at by Fang Yi like this, Gui Ziyue felt entirely ill at ease, goosebumps rising all over her body.

Imagine being stared at by a rogue-like guy popping sunflower seeds, all while not taking his eyes off you—how could you feel comfortable?

In short, Gui Ziyue felt very uncomfortable, but to avoid arousing Fang Yi's suspicion, she had to force a friendly smile.

A forced smile.

Gui Ziyue's performance was vivid at that moment.

And as Gui Ziyue smiled, Fang Yi also smiled.

If Gui Ziyue was forcing a smile, then Fang Yi was genuinely laughing.

But Fang Yi's smile made Gui Ziyue even more uncomfortable all over, though she couldn't explain why; she just felt as if she was completely seen through, like she wasn't wearing any clothes.

While munching on sunflower seeds, Fang Yi pushed the bag of seeds toward Gui Ziyue and laughed, "Want some?"

"Thank you."

Gui Ziyue grabbed a small handful of seeds but didn't eat them, appearing very constrained.

Fang Yi continued munching on seeds, smilingly looking at Gui Ziyue, and asked, "Is he your son?"

Gui Ziyue's expression froze; why was this being asked again?

Gui Ziyue opened her mouth, intending to speak, when Di Xiaotong suddenly took off his headphones and said, "Mister, please get it straight, I'm not her son, just a friend!"

Fang Yi let out an "Oh," with a look of sudden realization, "So that's it, I was wondering how such a beautiful lady could have such an ugly son, way worse than me."