Yan Luoxi's face turned red and then pale, her scarlet lips slightly pursed as she mocked, "I thought Seventh Master wasn't such a superficial man."
Li Yeqi's expression remained unchanged, the corners of his mouth curving up into a wicked smile, "In front of you, I can become very superficial."
Yan Luoxi felt her entire world view shatter. This wretched man just had to clash with her, right? Who asked her to offend him? If she didn't appease this grand lord, her two million would dissolve into nothing in less than ten days.
A gentleman would not stoop for wealth, but she was a woman, flexible and adaptable.
"With all the beauties around Seventh Master, you surely don't lack women. I'm inherently clumsy; I'm not very good at flattering men. How about I sing a song for you?" Yan Luoxi looked straight into the man's deep eyes, her heart inexplicably tightening.
In the dim light, the man's gaze upon her clearly conveyed strong possessiveness.
