Gentle and elegant—these were just his appearances.
He wasn't like the Young Master, who appeared domineering and cold on the surface, yet his was a subtle kind of presence.
On the surface, he seemed quite gentlemanly, but his words and actions always commanded respect, making others wary of crossing boundaries.
Because you could never know where his bottom line was or when it might suddenly erupt someday.
Qi Yue looked at Shaochen and inexplicably felt very nervous.
"You don't need to be nervous." Shaochen's gaze fell on her tightly clasped hands. He smiled and said, "You are Xiaonuan's friend, which of course makes you my friend too. If there's anything you need or any help, just speak up."
Hearing this, Qi Yue let out a slight sigh of relief.
She looked at Shaochen and said, "Actually... I know I shouldn't have come to you... but I'm truly at a dead end. No one else can help me but you..."
Shaochen frowned slightly.
This serious? Could it not be about Xiaonuan?
