Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (25)

Hmph, Little Master was off to write a novel.

As the saying went, when one was unlucky in love, one was lucky in one's career. This time, Little Master was sure to become the most famous writer.

"The problem is, do you even have a love life?"

He didn't even have a body yet, let alone a gender. What was he talking about with a love life?

"..."

444 froze, covered her face, turned around, and walked away.

She was never speaking to the host again.

She was just too awful, always poking at its sore spots.

In the back garden, in front of a flowering tree, a tall figure stood there, his expression changing every moment.

Zhang Jingyu turned to glance at the second floor of the Little White Building in the distance, where the lights were still on. "Why are you here?"

"What did you go looking for her for?"

There was only one person living here. His purpose in appearing here was obvious.

"You'd better mind your own business, Young Master."

Since he'd been discovered, Zhang Jingchen had no reason to panic.

After all, his woman liked him so much and was so obsessed with him. He wasn't worried in the slightest anymore.

"The toy you mentioned last time was her?"

Zhang Jingyu's expression turned unusually gloomy. "I'm warning you. Stay away from her."

Putting aside the fact that he was dangerous to her, given the relationship between them, nothing unexpected could be allowed to happen.

"Heh, can you control what I do?"

Zhang Jingchen smiled arrogantly. "That's right. She's the one I was talking about last time. Today, I'll be completely frank with you: I've set my sights on her."

He had set his sights on her—not treated her as a toy.

Zhang Jingyu froze, then