"Something's come up."
Ye Qing paused outside the door as he spoke.
"Then come in."
Ye Xiao let him in because he had helped her deal with Jian Ru today. Only for that reason did she suppress the annoyance in her heart and allowed him to enter.
As Ye Qing entered, he saw the small parrot he had seen last night before his cellphone, posturing and preening—indeed, he hadn't been mistaken last night.
"What is it? Just say it."
Ye Xiao had long realized that Ye Qing had been trying to please her all day long, surely with a purpose.
"Xiao Xiao, did you really make that Calming Incense yourself?"
Ye Qing had just received a phone call from his teacher pressing for the recipe of the Calming Incense, and he had no choice but to come over, steeling himself for the conversation.
"I made it."
Ye Xiao thought he had something serious to discuss. It turned out he was just here to ask about that.
"Could I possibly—?"
Ye Qing felt a bit embarrassed.
