C747 Xuanlong

"Ye Luo, I once pegged you as a straight shooter, but now I see you've got a silver tongue. Quite the revelation," Ouyang Junxi sneered. "Thinking you can charm Miss Ming with your little schemes? Dream on!"

Frankly, if not for Qiu Xiang's sake, Ouyang Junxi would've shown Xiao Ling the door ages ago.

"Junxi, Young Master Ye isn't wrong. I truly am fortunate," Ming Shuang said