If Ye Shiyuan found out, he would probably go mad.
Bai He pressed his lips together, his expression carrying a hint of melancholy, and in the end he still did not tell him.
"Master, are you unhappy? I am sorry. Because of me, I have dragged you into such trouble!"
Ye Shiyuan looked at Bai He's expression and spoke with guilt.
Bai He shook his head.
"It is nothing serious. I am not unhappy."
Bai He was clearly full of worries.
Ye Shiyuan could see it, but since Bai He insisted that he was fine, he had no choice but to stop asking.
At night, Ye Xingyun personally brought over what Ye Shiyuan had requested.
When Ye Shiyuan received it with his own hands, many memories surfaced in his mind, and his eyes turned gentle.
Bai He stood beside him without saying a word.
On the other hand, Ye Xingyun naively believed that his relationship with Ye Shiyuan would improve.
