Li Qiao had imagined a million possibilities, but she had never expected Shang Yu to invite the civil affairs bureau staff to the South Sea Mansion.
After all, this villa hidden in the mountains was inaccessible to ordinary people, only his confidants or acquaintances could come in.
Li Qiao halted at the entrance of the living room, scanning her gaze across the faces of the staff members and finally resting on Shang Yu.
He was seated on a single sofa, his usual black shirt slightly unbuttoned at the collar, his legs crossed one over the other, clothed in suit pants. His posture was at ease yet casual, exuding an aura impossible to ignore.
Li Qiao watched him intently for a long time, the emotions hidden beneath her calm surface washing over her reasoning like the ebb and flow of tides.
At that moment, Shang Yu raised his eyes to meet hers, tipping up the corners of his mouth, putting down his long legs, and standing up. "Scared?"
