He was angry again; it seemed she had given the wrong answer.
Mi Yao truly wanted to go to school. If she remained cooped up in the Lanzhu Residence, she would go moldy. So, she timidly extended two fingers and gently tugged at Feng Yueming's sleeve, whispering, "Don't be... angry, I was wrong. I'm your 'clean man', and from now on, I will... serve you well and please you."
Feng Yueming was very satisfied with this response. Her two fingers were still on his sleeve. Her fingers were slender and fair, pleasing to the eye. He somewhat regretted not kissing them again last night.
"Let's have breakfast. Afterwards, follow my car to school."
Mi Yao's eyes lit up. Great, she could finally go to school!
"Commander Feng, thank you!" Mi Yao revealed a bright smile to Feng Yueming.
