He Was Attracted To Her Easily

Seeing that Bo Jinchuan finally had his attention on her, Lairong said,

"Young Master, you should go and rest, lest Madam worries about you."

Worried about her effort going to waste.

Bo Jinchuan lifted his wrist to look at his watch. It would be sometime before dinner.

"Okay."

He nodded his head and went upstairs.

Looking at his disappearing back, Lai Rong smiled before she headed in the direction of Old Lady's room.

Holding on to the tie he had taken off along the way, Bo Jinchuan opened the door to his room.

For someone who disliked the intrusion of his personal space by others, he could immediately feel a difference despite his lack of frequent presence.

His hand stayed on the doorknock, his vision not really landing on the bed that stood in the centre of the room.

There was a tinge of coldness in his dark orbs, his sharp gaze landing on the cocooned figure lying on the bed before heading in that direction.