Ye Anhao was filled with apprehension, but the man just cast her a light glance and then headed upstairs, leaving Ye Anhao standing there in a daze.
As he reached the staircase, seeing Ye Anhao still motionless, the man looked back at her impatiently, "What are you standing there for?"
Ye Anhao snapped back to reality and eventually reluctantly followed him upstairs, yet still attempted one last struggle, "Mr. Ouyang, we just finished eating, maybe some activity? Otherwise, we'll gain weight."
The man stared deeply at her, his eyes narrowed dangerously, a charming curve rising at the corner of his lips, "Activity?"
Looking at the man's expression, Ye Anhao couldn't help but feel something was off. Suddenly, she realized the issue, and her face flushed red in an instant. Ye Anhao, oh Ye Anhao, of all things to say to Ouyang Che, this "activity" easily arouses unnecessary imagination.
