Indignant and aggrieved, Bai Yi had seen through Lin Heng's petty-villain conduct more than once already.
He wore two entirely different faces when dealing with men and women. It came down to one phrase: forgetting loyalty at the sight of beauty!
Hmph... Bai Yi disdained keeping company with such a person and stormed out through the door.
Dugu Yueli turned her head to look at the figure darting out the door, then scratched her head a little awkwardly and said, "Did I... interrupt your conversation?"
"No, no, Little Li, hurry over and sit!!" Lin Heng half rose and greeted her.
As for why he could not stand up directly to welcome her, there was truly an unspeakable difficulty.
The Patriarch's rage meter was still building, and the Show-off remained utterly unaware.
Dugu Yueli sat down in the spot Bai Yi had occupied before. Today, she had changed into a different dress; it was not that sky-blue short skirt, but a pale-purple flowing dress that looked especially pretty whenever light flashed across it.
Placed in ancient times, she would have had the bearing of a noble young lady from a famous house.
Especially with a little bun still perched on her forehead, and a waterfall tail hanging behind her shoulders. Was this a new hairstyle?
[Tsk! Little Li really is so cutie-patootie, what a pity Second Senior Sister is here... otherwise, no matter what, I'd have to let big bro take a look at those legs!]
[Hiss... wait, it feels a little painful...]
Lin Heng, slightly puzzled, glanced at Second Senior Sister, then was so frightened he immediately shifted his gaze away.
Scary. Those man-eating eyes were far too terrifying.
Could it be because their refined mood had been disturbed?
That could not be blamed on him, right? They had insisted