As she spoke, Su Qiao removed the earrings from her ears, the bracelet from her wrist, the pendant from her chest, and the anklet from her ankle. Finally, she even slipped a ring off one of Li Jingtai's fingers and placed everything on the small rattan table on the balcony.
One by one, she began demonstrating them to him.
"Things like these were all made by me."
When Li Jingtai heard his own voice coming from Su Qiao's necklace pendant, he felt utterly devastated.
"You've been spying on me?"
Su Qiao looked up at him and said, utterly self-righteously, "After I discovered that you'd installed a pinhole camera in my room, I started thinking about how to get even with you. That's when I came up with these."
"So that means that from that moment on, every move I made was right before your eyes?"
Li Jingtai was covered in black lines.
He had clearly been nothing more than a clown, yet he'd thought himself a hunter, hiding behind the scenes and congratulating himself.
Su Qiao smiled as she gathered everything away. "That's right. So, what do you think? Isn't it awful to be watched every second of every day?"
"You..." Li Jingtai was angry, but he couldn't vent that anger at all. He could only hold it inside.
Apart from anger and frustration, his mood was also somewhat complicated.
He'd always known that she was clever, but he hadn't expected her to be this clever.
Someone this capable—why had she become a model?
Almost anything else would have been much better than modeling.
Li Jingtai stared fixedly at Su Qiao with his deep, dark eyes. After a long while, he suddenly curled his lips into a brilliant smile. "Heh heh, it feels pretty good!"
"So you'd already taken a