Hearing these words, the man on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, fixing a piercingly sharp and pitch-black gaze on the smile on Lu Xining's face.
His bewitching eyes roved from her to her nose, and then to her rosy lips, conveying a message that was enough to make one's mouth dry and tongue parched.
Lu Xining: "..."
Why was he looking at her when he had asked for women!
The Ji Family Patriarch, the foremost among the wealthy families, had since birth possessed all the top resources in the world, always choosing only the best of everything.
To his eyes, even the most beautiful women were just a shell, unable to stir the slightest ripple.
Except for one person!
Lu Xining was the most beautiful of all the women he had ever seen.
The first time they met, her unyielding, resolute eyes captured all his attention, leaving an indelible mark on his heart.
All this, Ji Muye had never told her.