"What astounding insight," Fang Muxue stared at Xiao Yi, her face showing surprise.
Their conversation was merely a few sentences.
From the moment they met till now, it hadn't been long.
Yet Xiao Yi seemed to have seen through her completely.
However, she seemed to remember something, her face blushed slightly, murmuring, "Does Young Master Xiao Yi think my name is beautiful?"
In the next second, the blush vanished instantly.
Replaced by her usual cold demeanor.
Xiao Yi did not notice her expression, nor did he look at her. After taking another sip of tea, he slowly set down the cup.
"Miss Muxue, have you changed your mind? Ready to leave?"
The maid frowned and said, "When did my lady say she changed her mind?"
Xiao Yi smiled, saying nothing.
Fang Muxue shook her head, stood up, and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Young Master Xiao Yi."
Xiao Yi chuckled, "Then let's go."
