Xu Ziqing stared intently at Ye Che, who sat with his head bowed, fiddling with a ceramic cup.
His demeanor exuded a natural and casual elegance.
Ye Che casually picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, then pulled out his phone from his pocket and tossed it onto the table. Xu Ziqing, curious, craned her neck for a glance and saw the photos she had sent over changing incessantly.
A flicker of panic crossed her face, but she quickly regained composure and feigned a look of great surprise as she exclaimed,
"Ah... Young Master Ye, isn't that Xia Weiyi and my brother? When did they get together?"
"And it seems like they are in my brother's room, no less."
After a pause, Xu Ziqing, seeing no significant change in Ye Che's expression, added another question, "Young Master Ye, where did you get this photo from?"
