Xia Yichu spoke with a boundless contempt, looking as if she had a plan up her sleeve.
It seemed that after spending so much time by Shen Sirui's side, she had learned all his strategies, allowing her to remain calm in the face of danger. Her counterattack was simply perfect!
Her light laugh was faint and ethereal, bearing no resemblance to the leading ladies she played in those youth idol dramas. Oh, wait, to be precise, it was quite the opposite!
Heh... indeed, birds of a feather flock together, and this was, after all, the true face of Xia Yichu!
Within her unrestrained pupils, she saw Shen Sirui's stern expression gradually fading away.
At that moment, Shen Sirui seemed to be watching a pet struggle to escape the cage that held it, indifferent to its fate. He didn't bother to disguise the mockery and contempt in his eyes as he continued to lock gazes with Xia Yichu, then said to her in a very teasing tone,
