Before Qi Fang could get a clear view, that extended hand was grasped by a pale, large hand.
A deep, magnetic voice faintly echoed, "What's the matter?"
Regaining his composure, Qi Fang withdrew his gaze and looked toward Shen Yanhe with difficulty, "This..."
Shen Yanhe awkwardly withdrew her hand from the cool grip and smiled knowingly, "You two chat, I'll go prepare the herbs needed for tonight."
Fu Yanhe did not stop her.
As Shen Yanhe and Qi Fang passed each other, Qi Fang glanced at her unconsciously and watched as she left.
When her figure had completely disappeared, he turned his head, a look of surprise on his face, as he asked Fu Yanhe, "Young master, who is she?"
Doesn't their young master extremely dislike women?
Previously, just touching the clothes of the Xia Family woman required him to use a bottle of disinfectant to cleanse himself thoroughly back in his room.
But now, he actually allowed a woman to approach him and even took the initiative to hold her hand!
