Ye Anqi gripped the shovel tightly, "Don't kill me, she's in the tallest white villa right there…"
Mr. Bei was once again astounded by her voice.
He glanced at her figure, which seemed quite nice…
Good voice, good figure, she must also be good-looking.
Mr. Bei had a life principle: never miss out on any attractive woman, just in case he carelessly stumbled upon his true love goddess.
...
At the dockside, Ya Shitian took a sip of champagne.
He frowned slightly, why hadn't Ye Anqi arrived yet?
"Go find Ye Anqi for me!" he ordered the servant.
"Yes, young master."
"Wait…" Ya Shitian changed his mind, "no need."
She had only left for a little over ten minutes, and he was already getting restless.
His dependency on her had reached this extent.
Ya Shitian's eyes darkened. As much as he cherished this woman, she was still just a woman…
And he must never allow anyone or anything to become his weakness.
...
Mr. Bei thought it over and decided to get a look at her face.
