Owe Him A Favor

Fourth Master Xiao had already sat down, and was thoughtfully playing with the lid of the teacup with his slender fingers, his emotions hidden.

Jiang Ci heaved a sigh of relief for Tang Yaoyao.

Fu Xiuchen's eyes fell on her peach-pink lips, and felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

He had seen her once before.

He put down his hand. "Yes, I am."

His voice was still as calm and clear as tea.

Staring at his appearance, Tang Yaoyao suddenly felt a surge of confidence in returning to her original beauty.

They were born from the same mother. If her brother was so handsome, how far off could she be?

No matter how well Tang Yaoyao concealed it, Fu Xiuchen still felt the deep fire in her eyes.

It was as if he was the person she had admired for many years.

Fu Xiuchen frowned. "What's the matter?"