Not even a second past before the thin silhouette was knocked down to the floor, its round head hitting the ground with a thud.
Yue Xiang's cold gaze locked onto the silhouette: "Who is it?"
The silhouette could feel that Yue Xiang's gaze was like shattered ice—chilling to the bones, left with nothing but coldness, it shuttered: "Me! It's me!!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Yue Xiang's brows twitched and his voice was deep. "Hippo!!"
Naturally, the person who was hiding and causes the tumult was the most respected Young Master of wine brewing Lin family in the country, Lin Xu.
Rubbing the back of his head and grasping onto Yue Xinag's leg to stand up, he looked at Yue Xiang incredulously, "Why are you so fierce?! If you act like this you will be doomed to be a single dog for the rest of your life!"
