When it came to shamelessness, Zhu Jun was certainly a master of the craft.
After he finished speaking, he immediately "forgot" about the incident and asked Zhu Qian with a concerned face, "How have you been doing lately, little sister? You look like you've lost weight."
Zhu Qian: "..."
Qin Hao didn't get far after he left before he was stopped.
It was Zi Luo, clad in a purple dress, her beauty unmatched, as if she had stepped right out of the Immortal Realm.
Qin Hao massaged his temples, knowing that trouble was sure to follow whenever a woman appeared.
"What is it?" Qin Hao asked wearily.
"Do you dislike seeing me that much?" Zi Luo asked, a look of wistfulness on her face.
Qin Hao's expression remained unchanged as he said indifferently, "Speak your business."
