C470 Don't Speak Nonsense

Yang Yu reached out his hand, but it was already too late.

Zou Yang's eyebrows shot up at the sight of Zhang Chunhua's movements. She then locked eyes with Yang Yu, who was donning sunglasses.

"Yang Yu," Zou Yang said sternly, "what's with the sunglasses?"

"Good evening," Yang Yu replied crisply. "What brings you here?"

Hands on her hips, Zou Yang launched into a tirade. "Yang Yu