But what happened next completely caught Mo Nuan by surprise. She had expected Ye Zihao to get angry, but instead, the smile never left his face. He calmly took a tissue from the box on the table and began wiping his face and clothes, utterly unbothered by the stares of those around him. Then, turning to Mino, he said, "If you’ve got more tricks up your sleeve, feel free to use them."

"Ye Zihao, do you have any shame?" Mino glared at him, disgusted by his thick-skinned demeanor and exhausted by his relentless pestering.

"Can shame keep me warm at night? Can it cook me dinner? No, the real problem...