"Heh..." Ling Siyao chuckled lightly, casually crossing his long legs as he sat steadily on the sofa.
His tailored suit pants wrapped around his long legs, and the way he crossed his legs revealed the clean black socks he wore.
Just sitting there, he exuded a commanding presence that made people want to submit.
"No need to apply. I understand the needs of single women," he said casually, his deep, soothing voice magnetic.
Gu Xiaoer was at a loss for words. What did he mean by the needs of single women! Understanding my ass!
She secretly glanced around her home, feeling a bit guilty. She had already put away everything that belonged to Da Luoluo, how could anyone still notice?
Do all these men in high positions, including Da Luoluo, have such keen (neurotic) instincts?
Li Wanzi hadn't said much since Ling Siyao arrived, the little figure walked into the kitchen, silently holding a cookbook.
