Set his sights on An Jin?
When Wanqi Yihai uttered these words, a dark glow flashed through An Mingji's deep eyes as he gently rubbed the dragon pattern ring on his index finger.
The young man's drooping eyes twinkled with a dangerous dark glimmer, his lips curled into a sardonic smile.
Anyone wanting to think about An Jin should first see if they measure up.
He's somewhat troubled right now; An Jin is basically an emotional idiot. Even though he kissed her that day, An Jin still hasn't realized his feelings for her.
There truly seems to be someone in this world so dull regarding emotions.
"Hey handsome, want a drink?"
Another woman recklessly approached, standing beside An Mingji with ambiguity.
The young man slowly lifted his eyes, his icy gaze piercing directly into hers.
The woman before him wasn't as flamboyant as the previous one, dressed smartly and with a hint of cunning, displaying her best features.
