"Miss, you're blocking my way!" Ye Zi'an said coldly.
"Ye Zi'an!"
Upon hearing his name uttered by the woman, Ye Zi'an's eyebrows twitched.
"May I know what urgent matter brings you to me, Miss?"
The visitor was none other than the young lady named Yunhong.
"I've come to deliver this to you!" Yunhong gestured to her servant girl, who stepped forward and presented two small medicine bottles.
At the sight of the bottles, Zi'an's brows furrowed even more. What was this? Medicine? Why send him medicine? Was she out of her mind?
"Miss, your kindness is appreciated, but I'm not sick. You should keep it for yourself."
Having said that, Zi'an prepared to walk around her and enter the house.
But the young lady stretched out her arm and said, "This isn't medicine; the white bottle is whitening cream and the green one is a freckle-removing cream. They're for those things on your face."
