Then, that man was a real person.
Qin Yi didn't answer Yang Ziyue's question, tossing the pants on the bed to her instead. Her cold voice had a hint of charm as she ordered, "Wear clothes first."
Yang Ziyue blushed, suddenly recalling that her pants had been taken off by Lu Yuansheng earlier and she was currently naked.
She quickly put on the pants, clenching her teeth as she looked at Qin Yi with an unyielding gaze, "Were you guys here long ago?"
If they were, then did they see everything just now?
Qin Yi looked at the young lady she had just saved. She had a pretty face, with delicate features that were very nice to look at, but Qin Yi saw the accusation on her face.
"So what? What's our relationship? Do I have a duty to save you?" Qin Yi's countenance was indescribably cold, like a rose blooming proudly in the snow—warm, unbending, and enchanting, yet ice-cold.
