"Hehe." Yang Ruxin went over and opened the door, her smile lacking genuine warmth, "This just shows how charming Eighth Master is... Maybe in a few days, I'll have to start calling you my uncle..."
"Don't scare me like that." Qi Jingyi almost cried, "I can't handle that..."
"Yang Baihe is destined for wealth and luxury; my grandmother says she has the fate of an empress," Yang Ruxin slightly raised her eyebrow, "She's also set on marrying into a wealthy family, and tell me, after finally meeting a rich and handsome man like you, could she possibly let go?"
"What should I do?" Qi Jingyi slumped his shoulders, "She sticks to me like a plaster."
"Then just make it so she can't find you, can't you?" Yang Ruxin rolled her eyes at Qi Jingyi, "Why do you have to flaunt yourself in front of her? I'm telling you, there are several more women like Yang Baihe in the surrounding villages. When that time comes..."
