He returned toward the bedroom.
Zhong Lingling had been leaning against the bedroom door eavesdropping. Hearing someone coming in, she quickly sat back on the bed, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Lingling... My dad wants me to start working at the company tomorrow!"
"Go ahead!"
"..."
The bedroom returned to silence!
Early the next morning, Xiang Yimo finished washing up, standing in front of the mirror, putting on a suit and tie.
Lying on the bed, pretending to be asleep, Zhong Lingling watched all of this out of the corner of her eye.
His excellent looks, paired with that perfect physique, even women would envy him; he truly suited wearing a suit.
Yet, looking at the scene, Zhong Lingling felt uneasy inside.
Xiang Yimo was too perfect; she now didn't even have the courage to stand beside him to look in the mirror.
Suddenly she realized her current mindset was somewhat distorted.
