This was just like yesterday.
Jiang Qingli was completely numb to it.
At the same time, she realized this couldn't go on any longer.
Jiang Qingli pulled her hand away from his abs and cleared her throat. "Alright, don't just stand in the doorway. Come in. I have something I want to talk to you all about anyway."
At her words, Qin Muye shot Baili Jing a vicious glare before entering the room.
Inside the room, Qin Muye stood by the coffee table with his arms crossed. Yi Nuo stood in the shadows behind him, while Ye Linyuan and Yuan Shimo sat at opposite ends of the sofa. Gu Nian sat on the rug by the bed—he had originally wanted to sit on the bed, but Qin Muye had dragged him off, and the two almost came to blows.
Standing in the middle of them, Jiang Qingli felt like she was about to give a presentation.
'This won't do. I've already lost the upper hand.'
