Ye Miao rubbed his nose. Nangong Shang, a man he met a year ago, is still a passable person. So when Ye Shui-mo came back, he kept in touch with this man after he had stopped making mischief.

"I'll ask her what she means."

Nangong still whistled, "I thought you would help her refuse directly. After all, in the women's circle, Ye is always the dominant President Fan."

Knowing that he was joking, Ye Miao ignored it and hung up the phone and returned to his room. Only then did he realize that he was awake and was bewildered.

"Water." Ye Shui-ink felt a terrible headache.

Ye Miao handed the...