Jiang Yingying frowned, "He's being so humble with so many eyes watching. If I keep causing trouble, I would be just like him!"
Xiaozi said indignantly, "Impossible! That ugly monster isn't even worth your toenail, Miss!"
Ouyang Chengze chuckled and said, "Sister Jiang is a fairy from the heavens. How could that person compare to Sister Jiang! Xiaozi, calling him a toenail is already a compliment!"
Xiaozi nodded emphatically.
Yes, yes, yes!
Young Master Ouyang is right.
Jiang Yingying was lazily leaning against the cushion as if she had no bones.
Ever since declaring she didn't like Zhu Biao, she had been acting like this, as if her bones had been removed, unable to sit or stand properly, easily irritated at the slightest disagreement.
At this moment, she glanced at Ouyang Chengze, suddenly sat up straight, her gaze like she was examining prey.
Ouyang Chengze's eyebrow twitched, and he tightened his voice, "Why are you looking at me like that, Sister Jiang?"
