From the mirror on the elevator wall, Yan Ling saw her regretful expression as she thought of Linxi who had just left.
King's face darkened instantly.
Yan Ling was completely oblivious to the change in the man's mood beside her. By the time the elevator reached the third floor, she asked, "Where is your room?"
King pointed with his hand.
Following his instructions, Yan Ling ushered him into the room and turned on the light.
It had to be said, even his sleeping space was so special.
Aside from black and white, no other color could be found in the room.
"Don't you aristocrats all like to use purple as a noble color? Why does your room only have black and white?"
In response to her question, King just slightly parted his thin lips and said, "Simplicity!"
Yan Ling was moved, and she inevitably thought of someone.
He too didn't seem to like having too many flamboyant colors in his sight.
Oh no, not again!