When the photographer said it was time for a break, Xia Ye Zhao reached out and pulled her out of the water: "How is it, are you adapting?"
"It's alright, just that both legs are tightly squeezed into the mermaid pants, it's a bit uncomfortable, difficult to walk, and hey, I'm thirsty. President Xia, can you get me a drink?"
In front of outsiders, Ye Xingguang didn't directly call Xia Ye Zhao brother.
Xia Ye Zhao brought her a bottle of Yakult, unscrewing the cap and handing it to her. Watching her tight-fitting fishtail, he could imagine her struggle. If she didn't wear the tight fishtail pants and showed her real tail instead...
Xia Ye Zhao knew his sister would not agree.
Ye Xingguang's husband was even less willing, having called him several times, threatening that if anyone saw her fishtail, he would gouge out everyone's eyes, that arrogant brother-in-law, with a heart smaller than a needle's eye!
