Could it be that he had simply remained composed and kept it to himself the whole time?
That must be it!
Leng Muxue had a sudden realization.
What on earth have I been doing?
Is Young Master Ye truly the kind of vulgar, base person I imagined?
I could have expressed my gratitude to Young Master Ye in so many other ways; why did I choose this?
Not only has this demeaned myself, but it has also insulted Young Master Ye.
Once this thought took hold, Leng Muxue was filled with immense regret.
"Young Master Ye must have been clear-headed. He didn't want to make things difficult for me or leave me without a place to hide my face, which is why he kept pretending not to know."
"If I continue to be so ignorant and tactless, I would be truly unworthy of Young Master Ye’s kindness!"
Leng Muxue looked at Damao and Batianhu with pleading eyes.
Batianhu still wanted to watch the show, but Damao slapped him directly on the head. Then, grabbing Batianhu by his cat tail, Damao dragged him straight out.
Batianhu looked helpless. He had wanted to keep watching the drama, only to be dragged away just like that. Unfortunately, against Damao, Batianhu had no power to resist.
Inside the room, only Yue Tixia and Leng Muxue remained, along with... one idiot who was still mumbling in his sleep.
"Miss Yue, my clothes..." Leng Muxue said, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Yue Tixia looked at the dress on the floor, picked it up, and tossed it toward Leng Muxue with evident dissatisfaction.
Leng Muxue hurri…
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