He subtly curled the corners of his lips and walked towards the dining table.
Zhixi had just seated herself and didn't know if he had noticed her eavesdropping; she had no choice but to pretend to be calm and start drinking soy milk.
He Jingyao sat down opposite her, looking at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
Zhixi's face turned slightly red, "I was just curious... I didn't expect that after four years, she still wouldn't give up."
"Heh..." The man chuckled softly, "How much did you hear?"
"Not... not much..." She averted her gaze subconsciously.
"I let her know about your existence, the things I said were just to make her give up hope; you wouldn't misunderstand, right?" the man looked at her.
Zhixi's face turned pale, and she nodded vigorously.
"Of course not."
This man's inherent pride was almost fully exposed in this matter. Indeed, the number of women he could be involved with was few, but he remained extremely selective and uncompromising in his dislikes.
