Ye Licheng furrowed his brow, visibly annoyed by her polite tone. He rose to his feet, walked over to her, scooped her up, and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.
Lin Qingyuan was scared witless; after all, this wasn't their own room, but the dining room!
Ye Licheng's cold eyes bore into her intensely. "After all these years, you still can't kick the habit, can you?"
Lin Qingyuan's complexion paled, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly as she tried to maintain her composure. "I, I'll remember, I won't say it again."
Ye Licheng gave her a deep look before finally letting go. "I'm off to work."
Only after the man had left did Lin Qingyuan seem to breathe a sigh of relief.
Straightening her back slightly, she walked up the stairs with a somewhat unsteady gait.
Not until her figure had disappeared
did a person emerge from the kitchen—Aunt Man.
Watching Lin Qingyuan's retreating figure, she spat out, "Seductress!"
