"Did I say something wrong?" Luo Yuwei saw his silence and hurriedly tried to mend the situation, "Ye Xian, don’t get me wrong, actually, I meant to say, if you want to land the role of Shen Jinyou, I can help you."
A myriad of curses raced through Ye Xian’s mind.
"Did you and Jiang Wanze discuss this already?"
"What?" Luo Yuwei was surprised, "Wanze, said the same thing to you?"
"Yeah, just mentioned it yesterday."
"I didn’t know... I just thought of it today when I saw you."
"Then you two must really be on the same wavelength," Ye Xian said casually, but Luo Yuwei seemed a bit sensitive, "Wanze and I...there’s nothing between us."
Ye Xian raised an eyebrow. Their relationship hadn’t started developing yet? Weren’t they together at the auction?
As they were speaking, a crisp female voice came through.
Bo Xiaoli had taken a shower, applied a lively young girl makeup, and dressed in a JK uniform skirt, she rushed in, pushing Luo Yuwei who was beside Ye Xian to the side.
The girl looked at him with both anticipation and shyness, plainly waiting for a compliment.
Ye Xian: "Very cute, very innocent."
"Really? This is a new JK set I just got, and I was worried it wouldn’t look good!"
"When you’re good-looking, anything looks good on you."
"Thank you, Brother Ye~"
Bo Xiaoli gazed at him with adoration.
"Who wouldn’t you find good-looking?"
A low, magnetic male voice came from the doorway, sending a shiver down Ye Xian’s spine, startling her.
At the doorway, Bo Tingshen had been standing there for who knows how long, now looking at her with a cool expression.
Ye Xian picked up a fork from the table and stealthily waved it at him, her delicate, pink lips quietly forming a word—You.
Moving like a ghost, utterly silent, were you trying to scare someone to death?!
"Do you want to take a closer look?"
The man stepped into the kitchen, Bo Xiaoli gasped in surprise, and Luo Yuwei also looked incredulous. Seeing their expressions, Ye Xian felt a bit uneasy inside.
What did this mean? Was he coming over to start a fight?
She couldn’t help but tighten her grip on the fork. Bring it on, who’s afraid of who!
"No need, I’m not blind!"
Bo Xiaoli: "Cousin, aren’t you the one with severe germophobia who never enters the kitchen?"
Ye Xian: "That excuse might fool the kids, but ’severe germophobia’ is just an excuse for being too lazy to do chores."
"So you think you know me well?"
Bo Tingshen slowly approached her. Ye Xian, holding the fork, instinctively stepped back, "You... don’t come any closer, if you take one more step, I’ll... I’ll call your mom!"
Bo Xiaoli laughed, Brother Ye is so cute; too bad my cousin isn’t afraid of auntie at all.
Bo Tingshen turned to look at the dishes on the counter, "What else is left to be done?"
"There’s still..." Luo Yuwei regained her composure, "Some wrapped zongzi left, but since there are no bamboo tubes here, let’s not make them today."
Bo Xiaoli: "Who says we don’t have any? There’s a bamboo forest behind my cousin’s house. We could go there and cut some fresh ones."
As she said this, she nestled against Ye Xian, "Cousin, you and Sister Luo make zongzi here, Brother Ye, I’ll go with you to cut the bamboo, okay?"
There were too many people here; she wanted to be alone with Brother Ye.
Ye Xian didn’t want to stay a moment longer in this suffocating space, "You go ahead, I’ll go wash my hands in the bathroom and then head there."
"Okay, it’s just behind the mountain!"