Actually, her behavior was merely meant to create some friction and divert Huo Qi's attention away from her.
Moreover, both of them would not be staying here long, and if any conflicts arose, it wouldn't be something that a message alone could settle.
In a guest room on the third floor.
Lustrous light fell, casting the man's tall figure on the wall.
Xiao Yixing sat by the desk, holding a ballpoint pen and calculating some data. However, having sat in that pose for a while, his body had become somewhat tense.
He raised his hand to loosen his shirt buttons when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
He frowned slightly, then stood up.
Figuring it must be someone from his team, he did not bother to ask who it was.
Yet, when he opened the door and saw who was standing there with a tray in hand, his expression changed subtly.