He was hoping the little cub would coax him a little and try to seduce him but who would have thought he would get up and leave. "Tsk.....," he tsked in a low voice as he tried to focus.
Rui Fei, who was standing behind a bookshelf secretly watching Ji Yao through the gaps heard the tsk and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
Ji Yao raised his head to look at him and replied, "Nothing," before his gaze involuntarily fell on the lower left shelf where Rui Fei's fingers were touching. Among those paintings were the ones with that lady. He suddenly regretted not burning all of them. One might be wondering why he kept them. It was because he used them to affirm his superiority in terms of looks.
He was like those girls who go online to check out their boyfriend's friend circle and compare themselves to his friends who are girls just to reaffirm their superiority. Childish? Yes, but at least it reassured him that Rui Fei would never be interested in her.
