"Ah?"
Ye Xian was a little scared by his gaze, because it had gradually turned from being entranced to questioning.
"Really, it's truer than pearls, I swear, I blackout once I drink, I can't remember anything, lying to you would make me a puppy!"
"Can't recall it anymore?"
"This..." Ye Xian thought for a moment, "Not necessarily, sometimes I can remember, other times I can't."
For example, there was one time after the wrap party of a film set, she got drunk and tied the director up, pushed him in a makeup chair, and drew turtles on his face. The next day, she woke up to the director calling her out relentlessly. He even had all the actors and crew members help her recall the details, and she finally remembered that she indeed had done such a rotten thing.
Bo Tingshen: "What about now, remember anything?"
Ye Xian: "...CEO, are you serious?"
"What do you think?"
Ye Xian saw his expression; he really was serious, as serious as could be.
