Ying Yue closed her eyes to calm her rage that was on the verge of exploding.
'I must be graceful,' It was her first thought.
But then again, firsts don't always end up as your lasts. 'F*ck the crush and f*ck these crushy feelings of yours. This man is committed to someone else,' the evil side in her mind woke up.
She opened her almond-shaped eyes and crossed her leg over the other one. Her elbow was still pressed on the couch as she supported the side of her head on that hand.
Her other hand twirled the strands of hair from her high wrap-around ponytail falling over her shoulders.
She was a siren and the way his adam's apple bobbed up and down could attest to that. The red couch and her black outfit were contrasting which made her appear stunning than she already was.
"Second Young Master, are you interested in me?" she murmured in a sexy voice; her tongue licked her bottom lips as she provocatively glanced at the man, "Or do you perhaps want something more from me?"
