Lan Xiu found himself cornered by the question. After shooing the bothersome Fei Zi away like an annoying fly, he started pondering Murong Wei's question.
Murong Wei wore no expression on her face.
Thinking about her odd behavior recently, Lan Xiu felt a bit uneasy, unsure of what he had done that she might have discovered.
After some thought, he scratched his chin and shamelessly said, "You know me well, if I want something, I can't help but to constantly think about it when it's not within my reach."
This frank response resonated with her truth, hence her expression relaxed a bit and her mood softened considerably.
As she looked at him, the corners of her eyes and brows danced with allure. Under the corner of her left eye, a rosy mole added a captivating charm to her.
"You are such a jerk!"
Young Master Lan stuck his neck out in acknowledgment.
When Murong Wei spoke again, she steered the topic towards other matters.
