Yao Yanyan appeared as usual, with her carefully applied makeup and alluring peach-blossom eyes. She wore a beige camisole paired with an ultra-short skirt, her slender white thighs wrapped in black stockings, ending in boots that encased her feet.

Her bright and eye-catching appearance stood out even more than the rainy weather outside.

Qin Luo looked her up and down, then asked, “Did you need something?”

“Do I need a reason to look for you?” Yao Yanyan gave him a seductive smile and then asked, “Are you and Ji Yan together now?”

“You guess,” Qin Luo replied nonchalantly.

“So, that’s a no? How delightful—means I still have a chance,” Yao Yanyan’s smile grew wider, though a hint of disappointment lingered in her eyes.

Qin Luo studied her with a half-smile, unable to discern her true intentions.