The eyes were the windows to the soul. Sister Jing thought that she knew countless people and her judgment was exceptionally sharp. No thoughts of her subordinates could escape her gaze.
Ye Xiaofei's eyes were filled with evil, desire, and ridicule, but Sister Jing could not see through Ye Xiaofei's true thoughts at the moment.
The other party definitely did not look as old as her. He should have the temperament of a youth, but now, Sister Jing felt that his thoughts were unfathomable. In front of him, she was completely seen through.
When she entered this room, she thought that she could control everything. However, at this moment, she felt that the one controlling everything was the young man in front of her.
"I ... I don't know."
There was a hint of weakness in her words. This was definitely the first time Sister Jing had shown it in the past few years.