After driving away a crowd of maids who came to see what happened late at night, Liao Qing'er turned around and saw Meng Ying standing at the door of the bedroom. His slanted eyes were fixed on where she was. Although he was an "old" man instead of a "teenager" now, Liao Qing'er still felt her heart had skipped several beats. She pretended to be calm and walked towards him. She thought, "Walk to the door. I must walk past him calmly and elegantly. I'll leave him a perfect ...