Di Jinye caught Cheng Ruowei's gaze and lazily narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a bewilderingly pleasing way.
"Ex-wife, are you satisfied with what you see? Do you need me to take off the bath towel?"
Upon hearing his teasing, Cheng Ruowei suddenly realized that she had been staring at his body and daydreaming.
The next moment, she tried her best to conceal her embarrassment, and her gaze became even more brazen as she said, "If Young Master Di is deliberately showing off for my benefit, of course, I should take a good look. But over the years, I've seen many bodies like Young Master Di's, and it doesn't really do anything for me."
Cheng Ruowei spoke these blatant lies without her face reddening or her heart skipping a beat.
That romantic memory from years ago was still lingering in her mind, how shameful.
As expected, Di Jinye's expression darkened.
"Is that so? You feel nothing? Then I think the ex-wife should take a closer look."