Ji Mingzhu sat on the bed, pulling her hands into the blanket, looking like she didn't want to be touched by him.
She looked coldly at Xie Yunzhen, "I never knew before that the Young Master was so kind-hearted."
The proud and aloof son of heaven, willing to become someone else's tool.
If others heard of it, they might think they'd seen a ghost.
Ji Mingzhu's expression was cold and distant, making Xie Yunzhen think of his fantasies.
Back then, she also looked at him with such eyes.
Her expression proud, like an unattainable goddess.
Forbidding him from getting close, occasionally acting petulant, incredibly adorable.
Xie Yunzhen even began to doubt whether the person in front of him was real.
Would she disappear the moment he touched her?
Xie Yunzhen stared intently at Ji Mingzhu, not missing a beat.
The heat in his eyes seemed to want to roast someone.
After a moment of stalemate, Ji Mingzhu became annoyed first.
"Get out!"
