The floral shirt he had spent a fortune on was mercilessly torn to shreds and thrown in the trash.
Cheng Yue pounded the bed in fury and shouted for him to pay up.
Ji Huaijin had just showered, and his hair was still dripping. He picked up a few pieces of clothing and stuffed them into the suitcase, helping him finish packing.
Slumped on the sofa, Cheng Yue watched this belated attempt to make amends and snorted disdainfully. "Don't think I'll forgive you just because of this. I'm going to expose your ugly true colors online and let everyone...!"
A brand-new transfer notification was displayed prominently on his phone.
Ji Huaijin gave him a confident, composed smile. "Enough?"
Cheng Yue was rendered speechless by the capitalist's sugar-coated bullets.
A large hand slipped into the hair at the back of his head and gently rubbed it. Ji Huaijin bent down and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Use the rest as spending money for your trip. Have fun."
The day before he was due to leave, Qi Su called to tell him that the task he had assigned earlier was done, then clamored for him to treat him to a meal.
At Little Spring Residence, Qi Su looked at the man beside him, at a loss for words.
Cheng Yue wore a black V-neck T-shirt and loose, wide-legged trousers that made his legs look especially long. A necklace, earrings, rings, a watch-he was practically fully equipped.
Sporting oversized sunglasses, he lounged on a recliner with both hands behind his head, looking so handsome it was dazzling.
Every time you thought he had reached the limits of how handsome he could be, he somehow managed to leave you speechless all over again.
Qi Su glanced at the female servers huddled in