Yi Fan put the burgundy-colored tie that Mu Sihan threw away back to the tie section. He was about to take another tie when the man scolded again, "Who told you to change it? Bring it over here."
Yi Fan sighed in helplessness as he stared at the Young Master, whose temper was only getting worse, and brought the burgundy-colored tie back in front of him.
Mu Sihan glanced at Yi Fan as he wore the tie. "What? Do you think I'm very scary?"
"Young Master, do you want to hear the truth?"
"Do you still dare to lie?"
Yi Fan coughed once, "Young Master, I'm afraid there's hardly any woman that can stand your temper."
Yi Fan did not know if his words had poked Mu Sihan's sore spot, but Mu Sihan's expression darkened as he kept quiet for a while.
Yi Fan hurried tried to salvage the situation. "Young Master, you're actually alright when you're normal. If not, Miss Nan would not like you as well, right?"