While greeting, Di Junxiong was also observing Du Qingyue, feeling that using the word 'stunning' to describe her appearance was truly insufficient.
Her complexion, features, body proportions, and fashion style were impeccable, especially her iceberg-like aura that naturally made one feel a head shorter when facing her.
Wow!
The master is truly the master, even able to conquer such an ice-cold beauty, impressive!
Du Qingyue naturally didn't know what Di Junxiong was thinking, otherwise, she would have kicked him out. It's fine for a disciple to admire his master, but to this extent, it's a bit too much.
Turning her gaze to Jiang Yixin, as if to ask: Are you sure this guy isn't lying?
Jiang Yixin nodded, indicating confirmation.
"Have a seat." Du Qingyue said calmly.
"Oh, okay."
Di Junxiong obediently nodded, sitting on only part of the sofa, with his hands on his knees, like a well-behaved child in kindergarten waiting for candy.
