He Jiao really likes my uncle

Let them be.

Shen Zhaozheng, who was in the courtyard, glanced at the living room and shook his head gently. He was really a child who would never grow up.

In a daze, He Jiao, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, seemed to see a smile flash across Shen Zhaozheng's lips. It was an inexplicable smile.

Zhou Yueru, who came out from the room next door, saw He Jiao and called out,"He Jiao, why are you here?"

The three men in the courtyard turned to look at her.

He Jiao saw that Shen Zhaozheng's relaxed expression had returned to its icy cold state the moment he saw her.

She felt aggrieved. Did this man really dislike her that much?

Sometimes, she felt that it was not worth it for her to fall in love with such a stone. Was it really worth it? However, when she saw the man's face, all her rationality was thrown out of her mind.

It was worth it to go out with a man like that. He was 1.88 meters tall, and many women would be envious of him.