She wouldn't even want to occupy the dragon among people like Ye Qianmo. If she wants to become his wife one day, she must be tolerant.

"A servant!" Ye Qianmo seemed unwilling to say more, but he did not wave her arm and let her hug her and walk towards Hai Zhixuan.

Hai Zhixuan had already seen Xia Youxin behind Ye Qianmo. As if he hadn't seen it, he stood up and said hello to Ye Qianmo.

"Come?"

"Yeah!" Ye Qianmo snorted lightly and sat down at the ancient table.

"Qianmo, the servant has a name, right? If you don't say it, I don't know how to say hello to others." Song Wanting didn't sit down, but stood beside him obediently, speaking softly.

"Do you think I will remember the servant's name?" Ye Qianmo bent the corner of his mouth sarcastically.

Song Wanting raised her mouth and smiled, "Of course, you have such a good memory, what else can you remember?"

Her flattery seemed to be just right. Ye Qianmo rarely smiled and said lightly: "Her name is Xia Youxin."

He really remembered her name, and when Song Wanting asked, she had no hope that the answer was like this.

That's right. It's unusual for him to take the maid out when he took him out.

Song Wanting smiled generously at Xia Youxin and said to her in the tone of the hostess: "Miss Xia, please sit down, don't be too restricted when you come out to play."

Ye Qianmo said indifferently: "Sit down, don't lift her up, you're just a servant."

Hai Zhixuan glanced at Xia Youxin without any trace, wondering if Ye Qianmo's words hurt her.

Xia Youxin lowered her head and stood not far behind Ye Qianmo. Her fair face was lightly red. I don’t know if it was because of the hot weather or embarrassment.

Song Wanting was no longer polite, sat down on the chair beside Ye Qianmo, poured a cup of tea with her own hands and placed it in front of him.

Ye Qianmo took a sip of the tea she served, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, leaned her head a little closer to him, and said gently: "When will you go to our house to have a meal? My dad said it was the most satisfying to play chess with you, and my mom also said she wanted to see you."

Ye Qianmo gently put down the teacup and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Only your parents miss me?"

"You!" Song Wanting's face suddenly turned red.

She missed him, day and night, all the time.

Ye Qianmo was like a cloud that could not be caught in the sky. She occasionally felt that he liked her, but more often she felt that he was out of reach.

"Are you going?" Seeing that he was in a good mood, Song Wanting pulled his arm and acted coquettishly.

"It depends on your performance tonight!"

Such a direct hint made Song Wanting blush even more violently.

They had skin-friendly relationships, but even in bed, he was like an emperor, when did he say such explicit words?

Is this Ye Qianmo she knows?

Hai Zhixuan coughed gently, and Ye Qianmo asked, as if he had just remembered him, "Why didn't Pan Yu come?"

"I'm getting angry and saying I'm spending too little with her."

"By the way, Master Ye, I want to ask you to do me a little favor."

"It's rare for Master Hai to speak, let me tell you, I may not be able to help you." Ye Qianmo took a sip of tea and replied in a teasing tone.

"The day after tomorrow is Pan Yu's birthday. I want to buy her some clothes. The Miss Xia you brought today seems to have a similar figure to her. I want to ask her to help you choose and try it on tomorrow. I wonder if Fang is not convenient?"

We have to communicate separately again. The surname Hai, do you need to do so obviously?

Ye Qianmo sneered in his heart, with no expression on his face, and he just asked Xia Youxin calmly: "Have you heard Mr. Hai's words?"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, I heard it, I followed Mr. Ye's instructions."

Hai Zhixuan also tasted a sip of tea and said slowly: "If it is inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say it."
Chapter completed!