The dazzling light shone on the man’s handsome and deep face. He pursed his lips and looked like an Ancient Greek god.

Ye Shengge stood at the top of the staircase. She could look at him from above, but she couldn’t help feeling nervous seeing his profound gaze.

Thus, three seconds later, she turned around and went back to her room, slamming the door shut.

She leaned against the door, and her heart couldn’t calm down for a long time. She scorned herself for being timid, but at the same time, she felt a bit awkward.

After a long while, she suddenly recalled something. She ran to the medicine box and took out a tube of medicine. She then pushed the door open and stuck her head out.

Ji Shiting arrived on the second floor and was about to head back to the master bedroom.

His gaze flitted past her for a moment but he didn’t stop.

Ye Shengge’s heart sank at this cold display.

“Ji Shiting!” She couldn’t help running to him.

“What’s the matter?” The man said nonchalantly.

Ye Shengge was stumped by his attitude. “Is… Is your hand better? Did you apply medicine?”

Ji Shiting then noticed the tube of ointment in her hand and said, “Thank you for the trouble, but I don’t need it.”

“It was bleeding last night. What if you get tetanus…” Ye Shengge said.

“It’s already good.” He interrupted her impatiently. “Is there anything else?”

Ye Shengge bit her lips and wanted to run away.

She finally understood what Sister Xiu meant. It turned out that this man was like this when he was being cool and aloof. She would rather he mock and laugh at her.

Her heart suddenly clenched, and she couldn’t have felt more sour.

“Sorry,” she said. “You’ve probably figured it out. I… I approached you to get rid of my birthmark.”

Ji Shiting said calmly, “I know, so don’t apologize.”

Ye Shengge was rendered speechless.

“Are you done?” The man shot her a glance and walked to the master bedroom.

Ye Shengge bit her lips and yelled at his back, “Honey!”

Ji Shiting stopped in his tracks.

Ye Shengge tried to suppress her shame and said, “Can… Can I sleep with you? Just… sleeping only.”

The woman’s soft voice sounded aggrieved and begging, which made Ji Shiting’s heart soften.

However, that woman wouldn’t have improved if he got soft.

He clenched his fist and said, “No need. Rest early.”

He then pushed open the bedroom door and walked in without turning back.

Ye Shengge’s eyes widened, and she stood still for a long time. The bitterness in her heart intensified, and she almost burst into tears.

Why was she sad? She could be anxious and helpless, but why was she so upset?

Was it because Ji Shiting was so cold to her?

She bit her lips and returned to her room.

Sleep!

***

The next day, Ye Shengge got up early and hailed a taxi to meet Shang Tianyi.

“Come here and change your clothes.” Shang Tianyi dragged her to the backstage. “Those bitches are already putting on makeup!”