The Princess Is a Little Money-Maker

Bo Xiao sized up Jun Shiling and his gaze landed on his slippers, a mischievous smile flashing across his eyes.

"Why? Were you chased out by your wife too?"

"…" Jun Shiling's expression did not change. He glanced at Bo Xiao. "I came out to take a breather."

Bo Xiao: Haha, I believe you.

As there were only two residents on the first floor, a space was opened at the edge of the corridor and made a balcony.

Jun Shiling and Bo Xiao sat opposite each other.

"Hey, tell me. If I said that you would be chased out of the house by a woman three months ago and you wouldn't dare to say anything, would you think that I was lying?"

"Mm," Jun Shiling replied and looked at the thousands of lights outside the window.

Thinking back to what had happened three months ago, it was as distant as a lifetime ago.

Bo Xiao smiled. "Brother, I think we're going to sit here for the entire night."

"No." Jun Shiling's tone was very certain.