When Wei Jiayou got off from the helicopter, his hands were in his pockets while he let the wind caused by the helicopter fan blade to blow up his clean white coat. He did not even blink.
"Is there no one responsible for reception?" Wei Jiayou walked from the newly built helipad in the backyard to the backdoor of the small building by himself.
"I'm following you." Yu Yuan's voice was low, and her eyes stared straight ahead.
"Oh, Doctor Yu." Wei Jiayou could not remember people, but his impression toward Ling Ran and Yu Yuan were strong enough. He smiled lightly and said in a superior tone, "Doctor Yu, you don't even look at people when you talk now, huh?"
"I'm smelling you." Yu Yuan sounded calm yet alert.
Wei Jiayou was stunned, but he showed a smile on his face. "Eau de Gentiane Blanche is still very aromatic, right?"
Yu Yuan secretly thought that ginseng without the smell of chicken was definitely a little bit tasteless.
