Novels by Scattered

As if he doesn't know what was running through Yang Meixiang's head, Alberu turned his head and was heading straight towards the seat that was meant for the owner of the room. Which mind you, wasn't him.The owner could not help but break her expression upon seeing Alberu's audacity. It was clear to her that the masked man never put her in his eyes. But she could only open and close her mouth, knowing that she cannot afford to step on the toes of this young man. The fan on her hand fluttered quickly for a split second before Yang Meixiang chose to quietly regain her bearings. "Indeed I am busy these days..." The masked man crossed his legs as he made himself comfortable in Yang Meixiang's seat. "I hear you sell information?" He promptly changed the topic, his head tilting towards Yang Meixiang's direction. Even without seeing his eyes, Yang Meixiang knew that the young master wasn't in the mood for joking or beating around

Zhi Ruo rolled her eyes. "Quit yapping you brat, and just follow me." The young miss went inside first, before Yuan Chuanli sighed behind her and followed her lead. Behind the boy genius, Ravel followed calmly carrying Zhi Ruo's luggage. Inside, Zhi Ruo adjusted the container of Zhōngguó, and faced Yuan Chuanli unflappable façade. Before scoffing after seeing that the boy genius wasn't as unflappable as he wanted to be seen in Zhi Ruo's eyes. The vehicle started moving as soon as everyone was seated, Ravel who had already been instructed as to what to do, took over as the driver of the vehicle. And slowly, they departed from the Sighted Valley safely. The journey would take about 6 hours under Zhi Ruo's estimation given the speed that they were going, it was enough to catch up with the auction, so Zhi Ruo let Ravel do his thing and instead focused on Yuan Chuanli.

It has already been day since the talk with Yuan Chuanli. And unfortunately for the young genius, Zhi Ruo saw through her words efficiently and without any waste of time. Because not even an hour later, Yuan Chuanli who was enjoying his alone time in his 'own' pavilion, directly received a scroll from Ravel. And again without him noticing that damn butler's presence ;Or so he grumbles under his breath. He was torn in between considering Ravel's actions, rude, or considerate, because the moment he handed the scroll to him (without even a greeting) the butler had disappeared instantly without a word. The young genius was certainly glad he didn't have to spend time with idle chatter (as his etiquette calls him to do) and fake pleasantries, but he won't deny that Ravel's appearance 'who was without greetings' irked him a bit. Well, not really a bit. Yuan Chuanli just find it beneath him to get

Vaguely, Zhi Ruo could see Yuan Chuanli opening and closing his mouth like he was trying to formulate the right words that was on his mind. She could not help but compare him to a goldfish, it was already arguable enough that he also had the type of look that she would see 'in a goldfish '. Although she had motioned for the guy in front of her hurriedly, she didn't actually mind and was not in a hurry at all, she is already taking her time secretly. Her reason? Zhi Ruo thought that this type of actions was like a power trip. The young miss would never 'miss' such a chance, even if it's miniscule. Yuan Chuanli who digested every words Zhi Ruo said, was a bit speechless, but was starting to get used to Zhi Ruo's antics. He understood where Zhi Ruo was coming at. And he knows that 'she' was giving this type cooperation was for her own, and his, good. But having

As if she didn't hear the uncertainty that coated each of Yuan Chuanli's words, Zhi Ruo tilted her head. "Didn't you hear me? I already said that grandfather's words are most likely to be excuses." Zhi Ruo waved her hands dismissively. Yuan Chuanli watched Zhi Ruo's careless actions and wanted to sigh. It was his luck to face such a indifferent and free willed heiress. He had finally decided to trust the rumors, that the true blooded Ye clan members are an eccentric bunch, more eccentric than the ancient cultivators that decided to live out of the current society. Yuan Chuanli thought that Ye Gu Shi was a weird one. He soon followed that thought with; that was because he hadn't met Zhi Ruo yet. "Even if the patriarch's words are excuses, I plan to follow his words exactly at face value." The guy said, causing Zhi Ruo to frown. Who knew that Yuan Chuanli was such a good law abider th

Zhi Ruo abandoned the thought of pretending any longer, and instead, her expression morphed into a mischievous, teasing, scowl that indicated none of her true feelings with Yuan Chuanli's behavior. She expressed her fake disappointment by sneering and sarcastically commented, "Oh, come on, where's your sense of humor?" She then reached out and grabbed one of the cups that Ravel had set on the table for them. As Yuan Chuanli rolled his eyes at Zhi Ruo's comment, his doll-like face remained cool and collected, displaying an unflappable composure that seemed at odds with his present company. It was clear that the young genius was used to a life of refinement and elegance, and even the slight hint of vulgarity in Zhi Ruo's tone, even though it was fake, was enough to make him visibly roll his eyes. "Pretend I don't have one," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of sarcasm. It sounded like he was trying to copy Zhi Ruo's tone, however it sounded awkward on his tongue as he didn't us