Yan Xi was a carefree person, and Fu Mingxiu felt very at ease around her.
"Master, thank you for what happened before."
"You're welcome," Fu Mingxiu replied, understanding she was referring to the incident at the restaurant where she had been drugged. Reflecting on it, he was glad he had intervened; otherwise, he would have regretted not helping her.
"Flower…"
"Ahem, Master, please call me Yan Xi."
Yan Xi wasn't comfortable with Fu Mingxiu addressing her as "Flower" in person. It felt awkward to her.
Fu Mingxiu nodded. "Alright, Yan Xi. And don't call me Master. Just call me Mingxiu."
Yan Xi hesitated. "Isn't that a bit rebellious…"
Fu Mingxiu elegantly swirled his wine glass and chuckled. "The master-disciple relationship has evolved into something more personal. Now you're worried about being rebellious?"
