"Beichen? Why are you hesitating at the door and not going in?" Ye Yun asked curiously when she saw Zhang Beichen pacing outside the house as she returned from work.
Three years had passed, and now Zhang Beichen was already nineteen. He was gradually getting involved in family affairs, becoming much more mature, and was beginning to show the calm and composed demeanor of a future head of the family. Seeing him, Ye Yun couldn't help but wonder what kind of person her future husband might be. She didn't hope for anyone better than Zhang Beichen, just someone not much inferior.
Zhang Beichen stepped forward and gave her a slight smile, his expression seeming somewhat troubled: "There's a school graduation party, and I need a dance partner. I originally wanted to invite Xiao Shu, but she said she didn't have time."
"A graduation party? Aren't you only nineteen this year? Graduating already?" Ye Yun was taken aback.
