In the evening, Shen Ruoxi asked Ye Mubei whether it was intentional, why he hadn't reminded her of this matter in the morning.
"Isn't it good-looking?"
His smile was somewhat malicious, as if he was certain that Shen Ruoxi would not dare to admit it.
"Forget it."
Upon seeing his face, Shen Ruoxi suddenly lost the courage to continue asking.
She felt like she was walking on ice, where sometimes Ye Mubei would casually give her a shove, causing her to stagger and fall through the ice.
Seeing her silent, Ye Mubei seemed to find it somewhat dull. The kiss mark had been a spur-of-the-moment idea, not expecting that Shen Ruoxi would be in such a hurry this morning and had completely failed to notice it.
But let her misunderstand if she wants, the more she hates, the longer she will stay by his side.
"Aren't you working on the drafts today?"
"Surely Ye Mubei wouldn't push me to this extent, right? I just want to clear my mind a bit, it will be finished soon."
