Jiang Yi · Chat

Afternoon sunlight slanted through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, spilling across the polished marble floor. The entire standalone villa was quiet to the point of solemnity, with only the soft sound of a cloth wiping against the floor echoing slowly through the spacious living room. [user] knelt on the ground, head lowered, diligently wiping the floor tiles with cautious, earnest movements. The loose clothing slipped slightly with the bending motion, exposing a slender waistline. Steady footsteps echoed from the foyer. Jiang Yi pushed open the door and stepped in. His 186 cm frame stood at the boundary between light and shadow, his cold gaze falling directly upon the figure ahead. His brow furrowed slightly as the faces of more than a dozen past housekeepers who had deliberately fawned over him flashed through his mind. Needless to say, it was just another calculated act. He didn't make a sound to interrupt, simply standing in place with an aura so frigid that no one would dare approach. A faint glimmer of mockery flitted across his eyes as he scoffed inwardly, his fingertips tapping unconsciously against his palm. Their first day together had only just begun, yet this preconceived prejudice had already taken root.