Damn it, she would have to tell Duoduo that her acting was so inadequate, she would only pay half.
Yu Jingrong didn't stop Yu Qingmei, allowing her to enter. As he watched her retreating figure, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Wonder how she would react upon seeing the man on the bed.
With all the ruckus, how could Li Chengyun sleep? He had woken up long ago, but continued to lie lazily in bed.
Yu Qingmei rushed to the bed, ready to take a picture, but the handsome, unearthly face on the bed had her widen her eyes in shock, followed by a scream that could shatter the heavens and earth, "Ah—! Ah—!"
Li Chengyun sat up, the morning sun casting an intense shadow over him. His silhouette was as beautiful as a statue carved from marble. His deep eyes, blacker than obsidian, swept over everyone coldly: "Get out!"
Aside from Yu Jingrong, everyone felt a spread of chill over their bodies and instinctively shivered.
