At those words, the man raised his eyes, his usually composed frame jolting. His elegant fingers tapped lightly on the desk, the steady thuds echoing alongside his heartbeat in the spacious office.
Seeing Mo Yu remain as unshakable as a mountain only made Sheng Ziyao more anxious.
"Mo! Aren't we going to save-him?!"
He really was a warmhearted kid; his voice cracked with urgency.
Gu Changming's temples throbbed harder as Sheng Ziyao spoke faster and faster. With the guild leader sneaking off to a B-rank instance, every bit of guild business had landed in his lap. He had barely finished the work, dizzy and exhausted, and now he had another idiot to deal with.
If only Sheng Ziyao's IQ were as high as his emotional intelligence.
"Ziyao, what kind of person do you think Shen Ru is?"
A smile played on Mo Yu's lips. He looked elegant, distinguished, and utterly at ease, yet despite his unchanged expression, there was a subtle sense of distance about him.
His little curls bobbed as he blurted out without thinking, "Beautiful, formidable, full of tricks, and never willing to lose out."
The moment the words left his mouth, Sheng Ziyao realized something. He stammered in disbelief, "My brother-in-law... did it on purpose???"
The curve of the man's lips grew more pronounced.
It was strange. Every time, the young man gave him an absurd sense of the unexpected, yet those unpredictable jolts stirred his simmering soul little by little, filling him with involuntary pleasure and excitement.
It was precisely because Shen Ru knew Qin Yu's intentions that he dared to leave with him so brazenly, using the rumors to thoroughly screw over the candidate along the way.
And those same rumors constrained Mo Yu. Given the back-and-forth between them, it was hard to imagine how