Jian Ai looked at the smile on Ji Haoyu's face. He was so handsome and dazzling, but in her eyes, she felt he had ill intentions.
After Wang Yunmei entered the kitchen, Jian Ai walked up to Ji Haoyu with a vigilant expression. She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth. "What are your intentions?"
Ji Haoyu lowered his head slightly and looked at Jian Ai's raised face. He whispered, "Isn't my intention obvious? Of course… I want to freeload."
As he spoke, Ji Haoyu sat on the sofa and then lay down.
Seeing this, Jian Ai slapped his thigh angrily. "Get up. Who asked you to lie down?"
"Auntie said to treat this like my own home. I'm like this at home," Ji Haoyu said seriously. His swaying feet revealed his shameless state of mind.
Jian Ai: "…"
Alright, you win.
Putting down her bag, Jian Ai walked to the sofa on the other side and sat down. She stared at Ji Haoyu with a knife-like gaze.
