Bai Xiao's face turned even redder as she glared at Ye Huang.
"We are a family that loves each other, so why create different treatments?"
"Keep glaring and you can forget about playing with fragrances," Ye Huang's cold voice was so haughty.
Bai Xiao couldn't be bothered to argue with him, carefully packing away the remaining fragrance balls, dividing them into two boxes.
This was the first batch of finished fragrance she had produced, and she wanted to send one to Ling Mohan to hear his opinion.
"Is my opinion not enough?" Ye Huang frowned unhappily. For some unknown reason, he had never taken kindly to Ling Mohan.
His identity was merely that of Bai Xiao's temporary teacher.
"You're not professional," Bai Xiao said, storing the fragrances and stretching lazily, loosening her neck. After a day of working with fragrances, her whole body was stiff, and it was time to head to the gym for some exercise.
