Si Junyan looked at the child in the stroller not far away, his devilishly handsome face revealing impatience.
He took a deep drag of his cigarette, but it still couldn't alleviate his nervousness.
Staring at the phone by his side, he waited, but results were slow to come. Growing more and more anxious.
"My, even the Second Master gets nervous?"
A glamorous woman approached, swaying her voluptuous body as she sat opposite Si Junyan. She took the cigarette from his hand and took a drag. Squinting her phoenix eyes, she enjoyably blew smoke rings onto Si Junyan's face, a subtle tease.
Si Junyan didn't buy it, his expression cold. "Keep doing that, and I guarantee I'll break your neck."
"Tsk tsk, so you're only tender and sweet to Miss Jiang, huh? Other women mean nothing to you? I almost died for you; can't you show me a little tenderness?"
The woman, not at all afraid of his annoyance, simply settled into Si Junyan's embrace.
