Yuan Shimo had been very quiet during his time living at the house.
He wasn't one for conversation and rarely ate with the others. When Jiang Qingli wasn't around, he wouldn't appear at all.
At times, he felt like a silent shadow.
No one had expected him to suddenly declare his position.
Qin Muye, who had previously treated him as if he were invisible, belatedly realized that this Yuan Shimo, who seemed so detached from their group, had, without anyone noticing, joined the battle for their female master.
'So it was all an act before? He's just like his homewrecker brother—all for show, but secretly a schemer!'
'I never should have given him a chance to get close to Jiang Qingli last weekend!'
The Prince let out a cold sneer, grinding his teeth in frustration.
Diagonally across from him, Yi Nuo gave a soft murmur of assent before retreating into the shadows. He lowered his long lashes and said no more.
