"Miss Sun, are you referring to yourself?" Jiang Po chuckled nonchalantly. Sun Yao stiffened momentarily but quickly regained her composure, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Uncle Jiang, you must be joking."
A flicker of ice cold light passed briefly through the depths of her eyes, replaced immediately with a humorous glint. She shot a reproachful glance at Jiang Po.
Jiang Po broke out into a hearty laugh. "It seems like it wasn't a very funny joke, my apologies." His laughter was infectious, but how much of it was genuine, only he knew.
Sun Yao shook her head to signify her understanding.
But deep down, she let out a cold snort.
Was it really just a joke? Sun Yao didn't think so.
It appeared that in the eyes of this cunning old Family Head of the Jiang Family, she was also a seductive venomous snake? How amusing. Sun Yao shivered disdainfully inside.
Perhaps she should express her gratitude to him, after all, he seemed to think highly of her.