Ling Siyao, without allowing any refusal, leisurely returned along the original path, even more leisurely than a stroll, and sent Gu Xiaoer back to her doorstep.
Gu Xiaoer looked up at the man in front of her, who was full of self-proclaimed gentlemanly demeanor, lips pursed with a mischievous smile, feeling the urge to punch his handsome face.
But that face appeared in all major news outlets every day, idolized by women all over the country; she really didn't dare to make a move.
His deep black eyes were slightly hooded, his high nose had a slight hook, and his thin lips were pursed without a trace of warmth—such a face was very handsome.
But also very aggressive.
No wonder four-year-old Li Wanzi didn't like getting close to him; Ling Siyao himself wasn't very approachable. This probably had something to do with his high position—it's lonely at the top.
