Though there was a hint of a smile on his face, his eyes remained cold as ice, which made her uncomfortable.
She had grown up surrounded by praise from relatives and friends. She was a golden child, not only beautiful enough to rival Hollywood actresses but also incredibly intelligent. With her extraordinary family background, elegant upbringing, and after entering puberty, suitors had been as numerous as stars. Every boy would be captivated by her slightest gesture.
But Yano Zenji’s reaction was entirely different.
For Andorli, Yano Zenji was attractive not just because of his extraordinary looks or exceptional racing skills, but also because of his aloof and proud nature.
Perhaps because she had encountered too many men trying to please her, meeting someone like Yano Zenji—cold as ice—felt fresh and surprising.
Though they had only met twice, his cold and arrogant demeanor was already deeply etched in her heart.
“There are indeed many ways to express gratitude, but I’ve always been accustomed to the most direct method that lets the other person feel my sincerity.
But you don’t need to run here personally. If the guards catch you, they might use force to expel you. Aren’t you afraid of getting hurt?” Yuno Zenji said in a calm tone.
Oh oh oh! This man is really cool! She, such a delicate and beautiful woman, specially risking being driven out by guards and almost being touched by a group of lustful contestants, yet he seems to have no reaction at all!
“Mr. Yuno, is your attitude towards people always so cold?” Ah! Why did she ask such a silly question? What if he actually said yes? Wouldn’t that be like pressing her face against his cold backside?
“Not necessarily. It depends on the situation and the person,” Yuno Zenji answered briefly.
“Can’t you be a bit warmer to me? Although we don’t have many interactions, I truly consider you a good person,” Andolie said tactfully.
“Thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it. You’re the first person to say I’m a good person,” Yuno Zenji said with a sarcastic tone.
Andolie stared at him blankly and sighed.
“Ah! You’re really hard to get along with. When someone compliments you, don’t you feel anything? Do you always have to respond with a mocking tone?”
