He groped for a cigarette from the car and lit it.
He rolled down the window, letting one arm rest casually on it, and blew a smoke ring outside.
The action carried a hint of roguishness; combined with Ou Jue's outrageously handsome face, it was simply too good-looking.
But.
Xiyan's small face tightened, "Why are you smoking again?"
Clearly, with her keeping an eye on Ou Jue before, this guy had already quit smoking.
He hadn't smoked for nearly a year.
Even if you're a big shot, and your smoking posture is ridiculously cool, it's still not allowed!
"Ou Jue, I'm talking to you. Don't think just because you're still recovering I will allow you to smoke. Your health is already weak... no wait, even if you weren't weak, smoking is still bad for you. You promised before..."
Before Xiyan could finish her words, Ou Jue turned his head to look at her and said lightly, "Let's call off the engagement."
It was like a bolt of lightning—
