Xiao Yu was startled and quickly turned aside. Luckily, someone walked past her at just the right moment, blocking the man's view. By the time that person moved away, Gong Ting had already withdrawn his gaze and was speaking to someone beside him.
Xiao Yu patted her chest, almost frightened into a heart attack, silently cursing her own cowardice. Well, he saw her, but so what? She was here to get Little Water Drop back from him.
Xiao Yu took a sip of juice to calm her nerves when suddenly a teasing voice came to her ear, "You're very cute!"
She looked up. The man had long, narrow eyes like a phoenix, and his irises were lake-blue. His skin was very fair, and his authentic British accent suggested he was a true gentleman from the United Kingdom.
She smiled at him, "Excuse me."
The man followed her closely, his eyes glinting with a seductive allure, "I've had my eye on you for a while. You seem to be waiting for someone—could it be Young Master Gong?"
