Chapitre 1838: I'll give you a chance to get good impression

Ye tingjun looked back at Twain. The handsome and mature middle-aged gentleman was standing in the rain, holding an umbrella, but the fear on his face was obvious. The gentlemanly skin on his face seemed to have been torn off by someone.

He couldn't help but wonder, what did ye Chu say to him?

Why was he so afraid?

Ye Chu tiredly took the pillow and placed it on ye tingjun's legs. He lay down and reached out to hug his waist. From his hair to his toes, he was saying, " ignore me. " Ye tingjun did not know whether to laugh or cry. His fingers brushed across his cheek and pressed down on her small hair that was sticking up. He did not ask too much about Twain’s family. Ye Chu must have remembered something but was unwilling to say it.