Their intersections began with her lottery drawing his name at the Bureau of Civil Affairs, and he must have designed the starlit ceiling in his bedroom long ago...
Phew, keep it together, Ye Xingguang told herself not to overthink. Otherwise, her face would be slapped till it rang with pain. She had been slapped in the face before...
Having said that, Ye Xingguang mustered all her strength, pushed him away, then jumped up: "I'm going to my room to get your birthday present."
Watching her flee with wild abandon, Ye Jun raised a bitter smile in his heart. Indeed, it wouldn't do.
He discarded his bad boy image, and when she left the bedroom, he immediately walked towards the balcony, intending to leave the villa.
There were too many people in the villa, the friends he had invited over. He couldn't possibly tell everyone, "I'm sorry, I'm falling sick. You all should get as far away as possible." So, he could only choose to leave on his own.