"So it's you, the future Young Mistress of the Xu Family. How come you're in my bedroom? Tsk tsk... It really sets the imagination running wild, doesn't it..."
Xia Weiyi knew that Ye Che was angry inside, which was why he said such sarcastic things to her. She wasn't angry at all; instead, she held Ye Che's staggering body and said with patience and good temper.
"Ye Che, you've drunk too much. Shall I run a bath for you? A soak might make you feel better."
With that, Xia Weiyi helped Ye Che over to the sofa with an arm around his waist. Ye Che was particularly cooperative with her moves, without any hint of reluctance.
He looked down at the small woman in front of him. She appeared so naturally calm and undisturbed, as if all the mess with Xu Zhiye had never happened.
What was this supposed to mean? Seeing him come out, had she changed her mind and reverted to acting as if nothing had happened, wanting to go back to how things were before?
