"Thank me for what? I didn't help you with anything."
"You saved my owner."
"Owner?"
Wei Ziheng finally understood that Yun Ya was talking about Fu Jiuxiao, and he was speechless.
What era was this? How could she call others 'owner'?
"Who is Fu Jiuxiao to you? Owner? You are not his servant, right? At most, you are his bodyguard. Just call him President Fu or boss like Dapeng, Erlong, and the others."
Wei Ziheng felt that it sounded weird when Yun Ya called Fu Jiuxiao 'owner'. When he imagined how Yun Ya would call Fu Jiuxiao 'owner' when they were alone, he had goosebumps.
However, Yun Ya was a little dissatisfied.
"He is my owner."
"Okay, okay, okay." Wei Ziheng waved his hand and apologized. "So you'll get angry as well? I thought you were emotionless and a robot."
Yun Ya pursed her lips and did not speak. However, her light-colored eyes trembled.
"You're a mixed-race person, right?"
