A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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There is no doubt about the talent of the designer, so, is it because she looks too servant-like that she can't afford the quality of these expensive clothes and can't reveal a noble temperament?

Haiyue lowered her eyelids in shame, her face was hot, "I'm sorry..."

sorry? [

She likes being a servant so much, and doesn't want to be the young mistress of the Sikong family so much? !

When Sikong Jingqiu heard this, his entire face turned dark, his eyes were terribly dark, and he roared furiously like an enraged lion, "Song, Hai, Yue! What do you mean?"

"I'm just—" Haiyue took several steps back after being yelled at, and looked at Sikong Jingqiu in panic.She didn't know why he was suddenly angry. She had followed his request and tried her best not to affect his original life?

"Just what?" Sikong Jingqiu stared at her, his jaw tightened, his dark pupils looked stiffer than ice-cold rocks.

"No, nothing." Haiyue's hand holding the thermos began to tremble.Facing Sikong Jingqiu with an angry face, even if she really had something in her heart, she didn't know what to say, besides, she didn't have any thoughts at the moment, she just wanted to leave the living room that made it difficult to breathe, and go back to the room to rest .

"Nothing?" Sikong Jingqiu stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Haiyue's chin, half-closed his eyes and said angrily and dangerously: "Song Haiyue! Do you think I am a fool for my young master?"

"I—" Haiyue looked at him blankly, really not knowing what to do.

The atmosphere in the living room instantly became tense.

Lin Youyi, who had been left alone all the time, glanced at the wall clock, stared at Haiyue in dissatisfaction, leaned in front of Sikong Jingqiu, hooked his arm, and deliberately lowered the slow-down noise to make people tremble all over. Softly, "Master Sikong...a servant is just hungry to eat something, so don't make such a fuss. It's already past one o'clock, let's not waste time here, let's go upstairs to rest."

As Lin Youyi said, she ambiguously put her majestic chest on Sikong Jingqiu's arm and dawdled, full of provocative meaning.

Haiyue turned her eyes away, she didn't want to see them flirting like no one else, but her jaw was tightly clenched, unable to move.

She thought that she might not be able to adapt to the corrupt life of the rich and their blasphemous attitude towards feelings for the rest of her life.