It's just a pity that Ou Jue didn't even spare her a glance, completely ignoring Xia Shiyi...
Pfft.
Xiyan stifled a laugh.
She didn't know why, but watching Xia Shiyi try to curry favor with Ou Jue again and again, only to be humiliated each time, felt incredibly satisfying.
After the Xia Family left, the villa returned to its usual tranquility.
Xiyan poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Ou Jue with a flattering smile, her voice carrying a hint of giddy excitement. "Ou Jue... Were you standing up for me just now? Thank you!"
Ou Jue had already opened his laptop and was working.
Upon hearing Xiyan's words, his hands, which were typing away briskly on the keyboard, paused for a brief moment.
He turned his head to look at Xiyan.
That sharply defined face, every line seemingly sculpted meticulously by God.
Seeing him so up close made him look even more impossibly handsome.
