After hearing what Tang Fei said, Ye Chenxi's hand movement finally stopped. He picked up the pen cap and spun it on the pen tip.
Only then did he look up, his gaze calmly landing on Tang Fei, "Pack up a bit, let's head over!"
Uncle Mo is a decent man, and since it's his son's birthday, he can't just not show up.
It's surprising that his parents didn't inform him about this in advance.
"Okay." Tang Fei didn't expect Ye Chenxi to agree, she was a bit surprised, and quickly turned around to go back to her room to change clothes.
The turquoise dress hugged her curvaceous figure perfectly, making her look even more charming and lovely.
Ye Chenxi stood by the door waiting for her. As she walked over, the soft light cast on her, making the already beautiful her appear even more enchanting, looking pure like a peony bud about to bloom, elegant and noblely aloof.
Indeed, very beautiful.
But thinking about her past experience made his heart feel suffocated with discomfort.
