Big Shot's Reincarnation Sweeps the World

As soon as Sheng Yang cut a line of thread with a pair of scissors, Yi Juncheng hissed softly. Sheng Yang glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.

Gao Feng thought to himself, Master is really good at acting. One can’t even tell he’s acting.

Sheng Yang cut another line and Yi Juncheng hissed again. There was sweat on his forehead, making him look even more like a bewitching devil. Sheng Yang glanced at him again, still unmoved.

Yi Juncheng smiled but didn’t say anything.

Yangyang knew very well that when she stitched him up, he endured it all without any anesthesia. He didn’t even make a sound when she was stitching his wound. Why was he making noises now when she was removing the thread? This didn’t make sense at all. This was just a little fun between them.

After removing the stitches, Sheng Yang stood up. “Everything is okay now. I’m leaving.”

She said without any hesitation.

If it weren’t for what Sheng Yang said that day, Yi Juncheng would’ve suspected that she had no feelings for him at all, but fortunately, he heard her words that day.

Yi Juncheng looked at her, smiled, and raised his eyebrows. “Don’t you want to see the new painting I bought? There’s a puzzle on it.”

Sheng Yang’s eyes lit up as she retracted her foot. “Okay!”

Yi Juncheng used to be a bit bitter whenever she did things like this, but he had gotten used to it. It didn’t matter. He would win in the end.

Gao Feng was too embarrassed to say that the painting was done by Master himself, and the puzzle was also designed by Master to trick Miss Sheng into staying longer.

He had never seen Master being so attentive. Why did he have to put in so much effort?

Sheng Yang obediently followed Yi Juncheng to the collection room in the secret room. Gao Feng left. During his trip to Africa, he had thought a lot and learned a lot…

In the secret room, the candlelight flickered and the light was dim, making Sheng Yang’s porcelain-like skin look a little hazy and dreamy. Sheng Yang was looking at the painting attentively, studying it bit by bit.

Yi Juncheng observed her while handing her a magnifying glass and other tools.

Before long, Sheng Yang noticed something strange. Yi Juncheng had already found a pen and paper. Sheng Yang could easily reach out for them if she needed to. She didn’t think his gestures meant much.

She bent over, lowered her head, and observed the painting very seriously. She was completely immersed in it.

Yi Juncheng couldn’t help but reach out and pinch her face.

Her skin was smooth and delicate. It was very nice to touch.

She frowned. He saw it but didn’t retract his hand.

She quickly lowered her head and continued to observe. So it wasn’t because of him but because she had encountered a small bottleneck.

Yi Juncheng breathed a sigh of relief but found it a little funny. When did he become so frightened over such a trivial matter?

But before Sheng Yang could finish solving the puzzle, Gao Feng relayed a message through a voice message. “Young Master, someone from the Sheng family is here. It’s Miss Sheng’s mother. She said someone at home is looking for Miss Sheng.”

Yi Juncheng frowned. Why were people always interrupting their short dates?

This little girl was too popular. Although he had been given some reassurance, he still felt slightly insecure.

Someone came to see Sheng Yang, but Yi Juncheng interrupted her. Halfway through, Sheng Yang asked impatiently, “What’s the matter?”

Facing Yi Juncheng, her eyes were still calm.