Ye Shutong curled her lips: "That's right, but when it comes down to it, there are only a few standards. What are He Jingyao's standards that make him so hopelessly in love with you?"
Zhixi thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Maybe he just likes the way I perform."
As soon as Zhixi finished speaking, a sudden laugh came from the door of the villa.
She looked in the direction of the sound and was startled to find He Jingyao and Huo Yanhui at the entrance, but they were blocked by two bodyguards.
Despite that, her words were heard clearly by both, causing Huo Yanhui to burst out laughing.
He Jingyao looked at her deeply, his dark eyes full of worry, and when he saw her staring in shock, a hint of a smile appeared.
Seeing her unharmed and boastfully declaring that she "performs well," the heart he had tightly held high somewhat relaxed.
Zhixi quickly averted her gaze, her cheeks slightly flushed.
Ye Shutong remained expressionless.
