Su Yan noticed someone at the door.
She turned her head to look and saw Ji Yu lowering his head at that moment.
He stood there, the noon sun shining in and hitting his body.
He held desserts from Qin Zhai in his hand.
Sweat soaked through his clothes.
He must have waited outside for a long time and walked a long distance.
He lowered his head, silent.
He seemed somewhat dejected.
Ke Yu, upon seeing Ji Yu, tightly clenched his fist.
A feeling named jealousy surged from his heart.
Just a male prostitute from the brothel, why did he deserve all the Marquis's attention?
Ever since Ji Yu entered this courtyard, the Marquis's attention all fell on this male prostitute.
Ignoring him completely.
He felt insulted.
His pride was being trampled under this male prostitute's feet.
Su Yan was about to walk under the pavilion.
Ke Yu suddenly quickened his pace, blocking Su Yan's path.
Then, the next moment, he kneeled in front of Su Yan.
