That pesky peacock that always flustered her!
Bai Jue sat on a single cushion sofa, his legs crossed, holding a stemmed glass in his finger tips. His laissez-faire posture exhibited his rebellious spirit, and his coy smile left the ladies breathless.
Whatever he said to the women congregated around him was met with unrestrained giggles. This sight ignited a fury in Zhan Mingyan's heart.
She tightly gripped her wine glass, forcing her gaze away.
Zhan Mingyan, he is nothing but a vain peacock, not worth pining over.
Stop looking at him, stop daydreaming about him, he already rejected you, you shouldn't be pining over him.
A grim warning echoed in her heart, dimming the brightness of her eyes.
"Bai, why don't you come over here and have a drink, stop entertaining the ladies." Gerson shouted.
"Apologies, ladies, I will be right back." Bai Jue stood up and the women around him moved away.
