Ling Yue was not someone who likes to sit still, so she looked around the room there. Not far from the living room, there is a library containing a row of Xi Jian bookshelves. It contained mostly computer books, some about management, economics and a series of others, some of which she had seen in the Ling Huansheng's book collection.

Ling Yue shifted to another room. She opened the curtains that covered the wide window in the TV room. The window was high and almost as wide as the wall there. Located on the roof terrace, this penthouse has a beautiful view of the city skyline of M.

"Whoaa this is gorgeous!"

"You should see the master bedroom, that is better," someone spoke behind her.

Ling Yue turned and saw Xi Jian walking towards her, holding out a bottle of mineral water. "Ling Feng will arrive shortly," he said as he opened his own drink bottle and leaned back casually on the sofa. "Sit."

Ling Yue didn't like the command tone in his voice, but she stay seated. Ling Yue opened the bottle and drank.

"I have no other drinks besides alcohol, I hope you don't mind." He pointed to the drinking bottle in Ling Yue's hand.

"No problem."

Then silence fell suddenly, made the atmosphere feels strange. After an odd pause, Xi Jian spoke again. "Congratulations"

Ling Yue narrowed her eyes. "What for?"

"You finally have a chance with He Luo."

"What?"

"Am I wrong?" Xi Jian raised an eyebrow. "As I recall, you almost cried when He Luo introduced his girlfriend 'that time'?"

"Don't imagine things! What's that to do with you, anyway?" Ling Yue suddenly felt angry. How the person in front of her shamelessly reveals her secrets directly at her face?

Xi Jian startled a little, did not think he would talk so much. For some reason he always lost himself when talking to Ling Yue. But what has been said cannot be withdrawn anymore.

"Sorry, if that's wrong," he said, even though Xi Jian was sure one hundred percent his accusations were true.

Ling Yue didn't speak anymore and the silence envelops again.

"There is someone who wants to pick up Miss Ling, sir," a man voice echoed in the quiet room.

"Let Ling Feng enter."

"Sorry, Sir, the facial recognition system says it's not Mr. Ling Feng."

Xi Jian looked at Ling Yue then stood up. Ling Yue followed him. on the monitor screen LIng Huansheng's face appeared.

"Do you know him?" Xi Jian asked.

Ling Yue looked at him suspiciously. 'Does he not know Ling Huansheng?' however, she said nothing and nodded. Still too upset to talk to him.

"I'll be going then."

Xi Jian looked at her. There was a little sense of unwillingness appeared in the corner of his heart if Ling Yue came out from his house.

"Mr. Xi?" the voice heard again.

"Open the door, Jack." Xi Jian finally made a sound. With a click, Ling Yue stepped out and went down to the man he had seen that time.

Xi Jian sat back on the sofa, the night view through the windows no longer looked attractive without someone in front of him.