Yu Yanshen's gaze swept over Chen Jinxiu's face with a profound look, which seemed to flash across his eyes briefly. However, this emotion was so fleeting that no one caught it.
"It's not." His voice was dull and cold, revealing alienation at every turn.
Chen Jinxiu's expression stiffened for a moment, and then she smiled as if she had noticed nothing.
"Is that so… I thought you were really with adid after I saw you coming out from adid's lounge," she said, her words trailing off before she chuckled, "But now it seems a fiery peacock like adid isn't Mr. Yu's cup of tea. Miss Yao, with an icy surface but a fiery heart, is more to your taste?"
The atmosphere inside the lounge tightened for a few seconds.
After a while, Yu Yanshen finally spoke, "What are you trying to express?"
This retort made Chen Jinxiu's face fluctuate between red and white.
