Su Yen turned to look at her with wide eyes. Why would she call him a god? He rolled his eyes and took a sip from his tea.
"I'm not a god," he responded.
Still in shock, Meiling replied, "If you're not a god, how can you be this beautiful?"
"I don't know. You're also beautiful. So, are you also a god?" he teased.
When she heard she was beautiful, blood rushed to her face and her face reddened like a ripe tomato. She blushed, averting her gaze.
To be called beautiful by such an existence was the highest honor she could ever receive. Su Yen was not the usual young master from influential clans who was trying to get under her skirt.
He was a man at the top of the food chain. To him, her beauty meant nothing. He didn't need to lie to her to gain her goodwill.
Looking at her shy demeanor, Caleb Li shook his head and asked, "Will you continue standing?"
"Ah! Yes..." It was then she remembered she was still standing like a fool.
