Chapter 74: Nothing to Talk About
"There's nothing to discuss between us. Please leave," Leng Zhourui said, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed.
The crease on his forehead seemed to indicate displeasure, but it was more like he was trying to mask his inner turmoil.
"Master, your disciple is here to learn!" Ji Siyan smiled, her red lips curving upwards as she walked elegantly towards Leng Zhourui's desk, head held high and chest out.
Leng Zhourui, seated in his executive chair, stared intently at Ji Siyan, his brow still furrowed as if deep in thought.
A pleasant ringtone suddenly filled the air...
It wasn't from his own phone. Tong Eudora followed the sound and found the phone under a pillow on Leng Zhourui's bed in his bedroom.
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