"Okay!"
Ye Xian readily agreed, to Ye Shaowen's surprise.
In the past, getting her to come home was as hard as asking for the moon, as difficult as requesting the Old Buddha to return to the palace—why was she so eager to agree today? And judging by that expression, somewhat impatient, too?
"Xiao Yezi, aren't you afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi?"
"Of course I'm scared, but… I miss you guys more."
But she was more afraid of cohabitating with Bo Tingshen…
Being snapped by the paparazzi was at least a problem that could be solved with money, but if the CEO discovered her real identity, she wouldn't be able to explain herself even with half a life.
"Looks like brother didn't spoil you for nothing!"
Ye Shaowen ruffled her hair, which made her smile from ear to ear.
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Ye Xian seized the opportunity, "By the way, second brother, you can sell off that house in Jiuxi Eighteen Islands, I don't want to live there anymore."
"Why's that?"
