Chuntao looked at Shen Ruoxi with a face full of helplessness and said, "Miss, I originally intended to report in advance, but Young Master just wouldn't listen and barged right in."
Xu Ji, looking completely nonchalant, casually said, "Do I need to announce before entering my cousin's room? Cousin, quickly look at what I've brought for you?"
Shen Ruoxi had long grown used to Xu Ji's recklessness.
Her gaze fell on the stack of scrolls Xu Ji was holding, and she slightly furrowed her brows, asking in puzzlement, "What are these?"
She had loved to play with weapons since childhood and knew nothing about famous paintings.
Xu Ji sat beside her, opened the scrolls mysteriously, and said excitedly, "Cousin, look at this."
Shen Ruoxi took a closer look. The painting depicted a tall and handsome young gentleman. Stunned for a moment, she curiously asked, "Who is this person? Why do you want me to look at him?"
