It was an indescribable feeling...
Yu Zhiwen knew that Xu Xiaoshou was being pretentious, flaunting, and pandering to the crowd!
She used to despise people like him.
But now, as she looked at him, what she saw was genuine, a long-lost truth of "I derive my happiness from your suffering, and I want you to know that I do it with malice."
This tastelessness, even if others replicated every move of Xu Xiaoshou, they couldn't recreate it.
It was uniquely Xu's!
Xu Xiaoshou, seated on the golden throne high above, abruptly turned towards her.
He no longer peered down on others with disdain but instead lowered his gaze seriously and focused on a certain spot.
"Thump, thump..."
Yu Zhiwen's heart skipped a beat.
He was looking at her!
She was absolutely certain that this guy, right here in front of everyone, was looking directly at her!
The faint smile that had been hanging on his lips suddenly vanished.
