"Miss Chi Jiao, how old are you this year?" Quan Yan tried his best to make himself look gentler. His appearance leaned towards the very strong type, and he looked a little mean when he smiled.
Chi Jiao looked at him with her big, black, and calm eyes. "Eighteen."
"You're still young," Quan Yan said with a smile. "Miss Chi Jiao is cuter and prettier than I imagined. Initially, before I saw you, I had been wondering what kind of girl could charm Xiao Jue to the point of even going against his father. Today, I finally understand Xiao Jue's actions. If it were me, I would have made the same choices as him."
Chi Jiao frowned quietly when she heard this.
Be it his words or the way he stared at her, she felt uncomfortable all over.
"Eldest Young Master Quan, if you have anything to say to me, feel free to say it." Chi Jiao couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense and went straight to the point.
