"Your brother? Well, I see. He's a clever monkey like you. It's my bad luck to run into you and your brother."

Qinghu did not regard himself as an outsider. He flopped into a chair and looked at Lin Mengya with a smile.

"So, why do you come over here? You don't want to just chat with me, right?"

After meeting Qinghu several times, she realized that he was not so cold and ruthless as he looked.

After all, not everyone could be able to ...