The more she saw Qiao Xiguan's nonchalant attitude, the itchier his hatred burned.
His eyes deepened.
He absolutely wouldn't let Qiao Xiguan swagger about under his watch!
Qiao Xiguan returned to her bedroom.
That bastard Gu Zichen wasn't there.
She had slept well last night and wasn't sleepy now, her mood was also very pleasant after just infuriating Gu Zihan.
She was someone who never liked to hide her emotions; if she was happy, she would be openly happy, never letting her joy dip in the slightest.
Today was really idle.
She sat in the balcony chair that Gu Zichen always liked to sit in, leisurely crossing her legs and gazing directionlessly at the view outside the villa.
Gu Zichen really knew how to enjoy life, spending a whole day here, sipping tea, reading a book, occasionally lifting his head to watch the blue sky, white clouds, and the greenery; so leisurely. Qiao Xiguan felt that one day his light, delicate looks would bring a bolt from the blue.
