When the servant heard the bell ring, he knocked politely and respectfully at the door and entered. "What's your order, please?"

Ye Zimo motioned the servant to find a suitable suit for Xia Yihan.

The servant acted very quickly. In a short time, she finished the work and went out quietly.

Xia Yihan bit his lip and put on his clothes with his back to the leaf ink.

Ye Zimo was totally different from her panic. He dressed slowly and orderly without making a sound.

After getting dressed, Xia Yihan stroked his still painful head and suddenly remembered one thing: "Damn, Xiao Nianmo!"

She was so drunk last night that...