Han Zhi felt as though he had received a full pardon. He hastily acknowledged the invitation, carefully shielding the stroller, and led Su Zhen to a side seat on the window-facing cushioned couch.
Hearing this, Zhao Xiangxiang straightened up with a lingering look of reluctance. Her gaze swept swiftly across Han Zhi's face before she walked gracefully toward the seat reserved for her—an embroidered round stool placed in front of the zither. She sat down and casually plucked the strings a few times, producing a crisp, clear sound. A bright smile still graced her face, and as her eyes darted about, they kept inadvertently drifting toward Han Zhi.
Han Zhi felt as though he had been granted a reprieve. He hurriedly helped Su Zhen sit beside him on the window-facing brocade mat.
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