Jiang Yuchi had actually realized, quite some time ago, that Yu Qinghuai might harbor some nebulous feelings for her. She wasn’t typically sensitive to matters of the heart, but it was impossible to ignore—Yu Qinghuai was terrible at hiding his true colors.
Whenever he saw her, he would frown with visible displeasure, looking at her with an expression that suggested he found her quite burdensome. Yet, even living under the same roof, it wasn't as if the Yu Family home was a modest three-bedroom apartment. In a nine-story mansion where every floor was vast enough to host a sold-out concert, the fact that they crossed paths so frequently meant that one of them had to be orchestrating these encounters.
Jiang Yuchi thought to herself, "It certainly isn't me."
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