She knew he despised her, had despised her eight years ago, and now despised her even more.
Let him despise her if that's what he wants. She won't flatter him, Miss Bai can flatter him all she wants.
She had nothing to do with him anymore.
"You wish," Shen Chi said indifferently.
Under the hazy moonlight, his face, sharp as if carved by a knife, became even more cold and resolute, with a hint of chillness.
"Shen Si Shao, it's getting late, it's too cold at night, I need to go back to the dorm. If you're lacking women, just go to Boss Ji's Weiyang, I checked last time and the girls there are pretty decent."
Xu Chaomu was impatient in her tone. Him sneaking around to find her in the middle of the night, what's the meaning of this?
"Wearing so little, of course you're cold," Shen Chi frowned, automatically ignoring her latter words, and took off his own black trench coat.
He draped it over her with practiced movements, as if it were just a habitual gesture.
