Ye Wangchuan's expression was cold and solemn, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes. He stood by the window and indifferently said, "She did not mention anything about it."
Mo Xi was even more embarrassed. He wished he could hide somewhere.
"I guessed it." Ye Wangchuan said calmly, "I did ask her, but she didn't say anything."
"Master Wang, I'm sorry." In his embarrassment, Mo Xi felt a little guilty. He mainly felt that his suspicion of Qiao Nian's slip of the tongue just now had made him… unable to raise his head.
Ye Wangchuan could not be bothered to reason with him and only reminded, "Tell Ji Lin she's mine. I can't even bear to say anything about her, let alone allow others to gossip. Bright Gate can't afford to hire someone more honorable than Madam! If he doesn't understand this, he doesn't have a place in Bright Gate."
So harsh!
