Nothing To Do With You!

"Brother Ming, I'm here!"

The person in question might not have appeared yet but, just judging by the voice, Dongfang Ming knew who that was. He frowned, not liking it one bit.

A while later, a lady in a white dress walked into his space.

She had a perfect figure to toa pretty face, a one-of-a-kind beauty who looked to be about twenty years old.

Yet Dongfang Ming did not bother to look at her. He had his eyes on the drawing.

The coachman retreated from the room now that his job was done. He closed the door on his way out.

The lady skipped over to Dongfang Ming's side and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind.

"Brother Ming, why didn't you tell me you came here? Why didn't you bring me along? I feel awful if I don't see you every day. I can't eat or sleep well."

Dongfang Ming did not share the lady's passion and excitement as he exclaimed indifferently, "Let go!"