Jing Yuan's raised voice poured out from the phone, causing Jinli, who was helping Lu Xiaoyou apply lipstick, to tremble slightly again.
What's going on?
Her elder sister's voice has become so rough! Is it because Lu Xiaoyou has infuriated Jing Yuan?
Jing Yuan warned her over the phone, yet Lu Xiaoyou's expression remained indifferent.
"Jing Yuan, has there been any progress on the matter I asked you?"
Lu Xiaoyou brought up another issue, making Jing Yuan feel a headache. He raised his long arm to take a document from the bedside table and turned on the bedside lamp.
The soft yellow light spilled over him, the bare upper body, golden hair draped over the back—a man with a delicate aura reminiscent of a slender, beautiful youth favored by goddesses in Greek mythology.
"I'll give you the information you want, Lu Xiaoyou. If you really succeed in this, I won't stop you from going to Rhode Island.
