He Jingyao was still wearing his pajamas when he walked out, and he casually closed the door behind him.
He leaned against the door, his voice carrying a touch of faint annoyance, "Why did you come? Or rather, how did you know I was here?"
Ye Shutong looked up at him and smiled, "I saw your bodyguard here, and he brought in breakfast. I knew you must be here."
He Jingyao snorted lightly, "Miss Ye's dedication is truly touching."
Ye Shutong watched him, silent.
It was her first time seeing He Jingyao at home. Although the man was wearing shapeless pajamas that took away some of his sharp, imposing aura, they added a touch of laziness and sexiness.
His brows faintly carried a hint of satisfaction, as if he had had a very good night.
A very good night?
At that thought, Ye Shutong's expression changed.
"I... I saw a woman yesterday who looked a lot like Su Zixi. Did you know?" she asked, staring intently at him.
