Charade

Yun Xi's blunt words made the happy face, which Han Yaotian had tried so hard to maintain, freeze all of a sudden. God knows how much effort he had to use to suppress the churning hatred in his chest, all while licking her boots and putting on a smile just to deal with her. Unfortunately, this wretched girl just did not know how to appreciate his painstaking efforts.

She had completely embarrassed him the moment she opened her mouth, leaving him unable to maintain even the most basic courtesy and pleasantry. No matter how angry he got, he could only endure it. "Just breathe and let it go," he thought to himself. For the sake of the Han family and for his own future, he had no choice but to stay composed.