A misunderstanding?
It had to be something more than just a simple misunderstanding.
Yu Lili heard the words, and the look in her eyes deepened. She raised her eyes to match Ou Ming's and upon seeing profound sincerity on his face, she nodded.
The number of spectators they had was increasing. Ou Ming blocked Yu Lili from view and followed Wen Fenglin into a room inside.
This was the resting lounge, and there were two art easels set up beside a table full of paint, color pencils, and markers.
The moment Wen Fenglin closed the door, Jiao Ziqing lost control. When she turned around and saw Ou Ming shielding Yu Lili, she was aggravated even more.
This rascal was crazy!
How did he get himself bewitched to this extent by such a vixen? How could such a woman ever be good enough for the Ou family? How could such a woman ever be good enough for Ou Ming?