Ye Wudao seemed completely unbothered by Song Yuhan's icy demeanor, simply grinning foolishly as he watched her. The more he looked, the more pleasing she became to him; even her flaws seemed to turn into assets.
"Ye Wudao, what do you actually want with me? I don't have time to indulge your antics," Song Yuhan finally lost her patience with his lecherous gaze fixed on her and took the initiative to break the silence.
"Oh, it's like this, Yu Han, I came here to ask for your help."
Ye Wudao reluctantly shifted his gaze away from her, remembering he was here on a mission. He promptly took out Shen Xueman's ring and placed it on her desk, "Yu Han, could you help me look at the symbol on this ring?"
