This time, Mu Beiting didn't say much, he directly threw the towel into Ye Anxin's hand, then sat on the bed, letting Ye Anxin dry his hair.
Mu Beiting gave her the opportunity, and Ye Anxin happily knelt behind him and skillfully started drying his hair.
"Uncle, well... don't be mad anymore! I really didn't mean to make you angry just now! I've thought it through, isn't it just a wedding banquet! If you say don't go, then we won't go! I'll listen to you!" Ye Anxin said in a flattering tone.
After a series of inner struggles, she truly understood! What could be more important than her uncle! Since he doesn't want to go, why should she force it! Uncle must have his reasons for not wanting to go, she shouldn't force him to do things he doesn't want to.
Mu Beiting's thin lips tightly pressed together, he didn't speak.
"Uncle, don't be mad at me, okay?" Ye Anxin pleaded while drying his hair.
This trick never fails on her uncle.
