An Yexuan went up to Yun Bixue and immediately grabbed her elbow. "Yun Bixue, what tricks are you up to this time?"
Yun Bixue let An Yexuan grab her arm as she said in a low and gentle voice, "An Yexuan, look at my clothes. I'm really here to be an attendant, so drinking with you is part of my job." When she lowered her head, Yun Bixue concealed the hate and murderous intent in her eyes.
Seeing such a gentle Yun Bixue before him, An Yexuan could not bear to ignore her. His heart was thumping wildly. He really could not distinguish between the past and the present.
It was as if she was still the junior who trusted and depended on him.
"Bixue!" An Yexuan called her name in his dazed state. When he realized what he had just said, his face turned pale, and he immediately pushed her away.
When Yun Bixue was suddenly pushed, she staggered backwards pitifully.
