Chapter 721

Ye Xuan calmed down and spoke in a low voice.

"Yang Mi, if you don't come back, what do you think people online will say if I take off my hat and enter your room openly?"

Knowing Ye Xuan had arrived, Yang Mi, who hadn't changed her outfit yet, had already boarded the car back, simply because she didn't want to keep Ye Xuan waiting for too long.

But she had to tease this great god Ye Xuan, who was sought after everywhere he went, to keep him on his toes, didn't she?

Even though the corners of Yang Mi's mouth were already curling up to her ears, the words she said still made the man feel both a protective urge and a desire to die of frustration.

"Teacher Ye Xuan, are you wanting to transfer money to me again?"

"With all that stir, in order to take my career to the next level, I'll definitely have to spend money to control the narrative. Don't you feel even a little bit sorry for making me spend money in vain?"

These words were truly unbearable to hear.

Ye Xuan coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"Ahem, I'm not a stingy person. The transfer is a small matter. Since you're unwilling, I'll wait a bit longer. When will you be back?"

Not expecting Ye Xuan to have such a considerate side, Yang Mi hung up the phone as soon as she saw his back.

Not understanding why the call was suddenly hung up, Ye Xuan turned his head just in time to see Yang Mi approaching gracefully in a white gauze costume, every step seemingly landing on the tip of his heart.

Clearly seeing the look of amazement in Ye Xuan's eyes, Yang Mi smiled charmingly as she approached him, yet kept a distance of half a meter, and spoke crisply.

"Let's go, let's go inside to talk."

She didn't dare call his name in public; if someone with ulterior motives discovered them, it would be another chaotic scene.

Ye Xuan watched her turn and leave, her gaze not lingering on him for too long, and a trace of disappointment actually surfaced in his heart.

He silently followed her footsteps and went straight to her room.

After entering the room, Ye Xuan blocked the doorway, pulled down his mask, and spoke domineeringly.

"I have important matters to discuss in detail with your artist, you all go back and get busy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he locked the door from the inside.

Confirming there were no outsiders, Ye Xuan tore off his mask and hat, and said while panting.

"Wearing this mask all the time is suffocating. You artists are fully armed every time you go out; it's quite hard work."

Yang Mi rested her chin on one hand, her pair of watery eyes staring at Ye Xuan with a seductive gaze, and her red lips parted slightly.

"Teacher Ye Xuan, what is the matter you came here for today? Just say it."

Originally, her actions had been quite alluring, but hearing this, Ye Xuan knew she was still angry about what he had said to her at his home.

Taking a step forward, Ye Xuan met her gaze and explained in his magnetic voice.

"Yang Mi, I want to sincerely apologize to you. I shouldn't have said that to you last time; I was just too angry at the time and spoke without thinking."

Yang Mi spread her hands and expressed with an innocent face.

"Fine, I know. I have received your apology."

Clearly still keeping people at a distance, Ye Xuan felt a bit anxious, looking at her with a hurt expression that made him look extremely innocent.

Yang Mi considered herself quite good at flirting, but compared to the current Ye Xuan, she suddenly felt they weren't on the same level. At this moment, she could only hear her heart about to jump out; she couldn't hold it together and really wanted to pounce on him.

Sensing the temperature on her face gradually rising, she stared at Ye Xuan uncontrollably, the impulse to pounce on him growing more and more obvious in her heart.

Before losing her reason, Yang Mi pinched her palm hard, then rushed to the bathroom at top speed.

Leaning against the cold wall, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, her face as red as a boiled shrimp.

Yang Mi hurriedly washed her face with cold water and whispered to herself: "Yang Mi, you must hold on. Don't easily do anything demeaning again. Hold on, don't let Ye Xuan look down on you."

"Only what one cannot obtain can one be fearless. Before Teacher Ye Xuan confesses in person, I must be reserved. I cannot let him think I am too easy. Come on, you can do it."

She calmed her excited mood as quickly as possible, but Yang Mi miserably discovered that she hadn't brought any makeup remover. Her face could be described as a tragic sight right now.

Originally, she had wanted to maintain a perfect image in front of him, but now that it had been washed by cold water, her face looked like a palette. Yang Mi just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

She called out in a delicate voice, leaning against the door.

"Teacher Ye Xuan, I have something a bit inconvenient to deal with. Why don't you go out and wait for me first? Just one minute will do."

The more she looked at her unwashed face, the more Yang Mi was annoyed at herself for not knowing to keep her cosmetics in the bathroom. This was truly having no face to see anyone.

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She pressed her ear against the door again, making sure she didn't hear Ye Xuan's voice.

Not wanting to lose face completely, Yang Mi wiped her face repeatedly with hot water until the skin was scalded red, then carefully stepped out.

When she peeked and opened the bathroom door, she didn't see Ye Xuan's figure, and a sense of loss instantly welled up in her heart.

She slumped onto the sofa, dazed, constantly regretting that she had been too reserved and had angered Teacher Ye Xuan away.

Who knew when they would meet again? She had to think of a way; she couldn't just miss out on the excellent Teacher Ye Xuan like this.

At the thought that she might miss Ye Xuan because of fake reserve, Yang Mi felt so sad she wanted to cry, tears swirling in her eyes.

Immersed in her own sad emotions, she didn't notice the door opening at that moment, and someone she thought about day and night walked in, thinking it was just her assistant or someone similar.

Looking up inadvertently through teary eyes, she seemed to see Ye Xuan. At this moment, she couldn't care about being reserved at all; Yang Mi hugged him tightly, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Not knowing what was on her mind, Ye Xuan just patted her back gently, secretly thinking: Being a woman is really hard. Just the inconvenience of these few days is enough to make her cry; it really isn't easy.

Feeling Ye Xuan's warmth, Yang Mi's earlier impulse slowly calmed down. She pulled away from Ye Xuan's embrace, blushing, and spoke awkwardly.

"Teacher Ye Xuan, I was just feeling too uncomfortable earlier. I didn't mean to take advantage of you. Please don't be angry."

Facing her at this moment, acting like a little woman, Ye Xuan really couldn't bear to be angry.

Although he also felt embarrassed, he still took out the few types of sanitary napkins he had in his hand, a hint of a blush showing on his face.

"Um, I didn't know which one you liked, so I bought a few kinds based on the clerk's recommendation. You can pick for yourself."

Seeing the sanitary napkins in Ye Xuan's hand, Yang Mi's face felt as if it had been scalded, the temperature rising continuously. She tested him very softly.

"Teacher Ye Xuan, when I said it was inconvenient just now, did you think it was this kind of inconvenience?"

Knowing that girls are thin-skinned, Ye Xuan put on the demeanor of a big man and spoke with feigned arrogance.

"Isn't it? You were crying from the pain just now, and the tears are still on my clothes." ten.