Ten minutes later, Ning Wan looked at her masterpiece and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The discomfort on her body strongly reminded her of how intense the two of them were last night, but she kept it to herself without showing any unusual expression.
Xi Mohan didn't expect her to learn how to tie a necktie so quickly. He only taught her once, and after she tried twice unsuccessfully, she managed to get it right the third time and seemed satisfied.
Looking down at the necktie on his chest, the smile in the man's eyes deepened, clearly in a very good mood. He reached out to ruffle her hair, "Not bad, quite smart."
Ning Wan felt a bit embarrassed this time, tugged at the corner of her mouth, and said nothing.
Seeing her lack of enthusiasm, Xi Mohan didn't continue talking; instead, he stood up and took her hand, leading her out of the room, "Let's go down for breakfast first. I'll take you back later."
