Sheng Yang fiddled with it for a while. Her hand stroked her cherry lips, and her eyes were filled with interest.
Tsk, an expert had stolen her account.
Interesting. It had been a long time since she had encountered such a strange person.
The progress had reached 80%, and her eyes flickered with determination. She was confident that in another 10 minutes, she would be able to get her account back!
Suddenly, there was the sound of wind chimes. Sheng Yang raised her eyebrows. Yi Juncheng was back and would arrive soon.
She stood up and walked straight through the living room toward the hallway.
Yi Juncheng was changing his shoes. He was wearing a formal suit and a tie. He looked like a professional when he went out during the day. His hair was combed back, and his peach blossom eyes were naturally affectionate.
