"Master Qi, sorry for disturbing you."
Song Yuhan must have already known about this master sculptor, so she did not show the same curiosity as Ye Wudao, instead, she greeted Qi Bai with warmth.
"Han girl, no need to be so formal with me, come in and have a seat, and this young man is..."
The sculptor seemed to have a very familiar relationship with Song Yuhan, looking like an elder interacting with a younger relative.
"His name is Ye Wudao, he is... he is a friend of mine."
Song Yuhan, somewhat embarrassed to call Ye Wudao her boyfriend, blushed and mumbled the word "friend" as she spoke.
Yet, having lived for decades, there was nothing Qi Bai hadn't seen; the thought of Song Yuhan trying to hide anything from him was impossible—immediately, he chuckled and teased her, "Han girl, I think this young man must be your boyfriend, right? Good, good, nice choice."
