Ji Cიცen's upturned lips immediately fell. He looked at the exuberant Yao Maolin with disdain, considering the possibility of packing this guy up and shipping him back to the Yao Family.
Used to getting no response, Yao Maolin turned and motioned for Zhao Jinren to get out of the car. The five of them stood neatly in a row, and Ji Cიცen's anxious heart finally gave up.
Shen Yu had plainly treated this visit as a gathering of friends, even bringing every last one of his good friends to the Ji Family residence.
"Ji, why the long face? Aren't we welcome?" Yao Maolin launched his ultimate attack right in his face, looking thoroughly punchable as he pushed his luck.
"Ah Yu is welcome. You, not so much." Ji Cიცen nearly ground his back teeth to pieces, rolling his eyes skyward at Yao Maolin.
Yao Maolin snickered mischievously. Ji Cიცen's displeasure made him happy. That helplessness of disliking him but being unable to get rid of him was the very source of his joy.
Growing ever more smug, Yao Maolin strode ahead and looked around the villa's exterior as though he owned the place, clicking his tongue in wonder along the way.
"We've known each other for over a decade, and this is my first time at your house. This decor is seriously lavish. You'd never think you only came back to the country in the last couple of years."
After all, some antiques couldn't be bought even if you had the money, and these didn't look like things they could have acquired in a short time.
Shen Yu nodded like a chick pecking grain at that. After all, the villa was classically elegant and looked steeped in history.
Both of them looked at him with sparkling eyes. Ji Cიცen turned