Through the clear lenses, he clearly saw in the distance, at the edge of the cornfield, that Hua Tianyou, the usually carefree guy, was now gently raising his hand to brush away the cornflower debris from Zhao Ling'er's hair.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the green leaves, casting dappled shadows over them.
Zhao Ling'er's cheeks were flushed as she fiddled with the hem of her dress, a shyness Zhao Zun had never seen before.
"That bastard!" Zhao Zun gritted his teeth, "I was only gone for a short while, and he dares to..."
"What's going on?" Han Lei asked, puzzled. "Let me see."
Han Lei snatched the binoculars with interest and observed, "Oh! Mr. Hua is dressed quite smartly today, this bamboo green long shirt makes him look quite dashing."
She deliberately elongated her voice, "It seems Ling'er is quite happy too, such a lovely couple..."
"Nonsense!" Zhao Zun glared at her and snatched back the binoculars.
