Yu Qishan finally came back to his senses, looking at Yu Xiheng who was pushed in by Feng San: "Little Nine, you're here too."
"My people were kept here by big brother, naturally, I had to come and see," he replied with a slight smile, his gaze skimming over her like a dragonfly touching water.
It held no aggression or offensiveness, as elegant as he was, yet Si Fuqing's heart couldn't help giving a slight tremor, carrying a touch of warmth.
She stared at the man's face for a long moment, deciding to accelerate her study of the Love Heart Scriptures and then take him into her hands.
Yu Qishan couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Little Nine, Miss Si has barely been here half an hour, you're being a bit too eager."
Yu Tang muttered under her breath: "That's called strong possessiveness."
Yu Qishan didn't hear it, but Yu Xiheng heard everything crystal clear. He glanced at Yu Tang, his look flat but extremely powerful.
