Yingxing was so furious that he nearly lost control of his grip and crushed the Jade Abacus in his hand.
Don't get angry. Don't get angry.
He's a dream client. He's the man Jingliu loves.
He transferred you an eight-figure sum in Credits, then another hundred million this time. He settled your debts and even spared you from worrying about wedding gift money...
He's a generous, wonderfully accommodating dream client!
Can't curse him out. Can't curse him out...
He repeated those words to himself, took several deep breaths, and finally calmed down.
Yingxing held back again and again, until he could hold back no longer and irritably typed a retort.
[AAA Artisanship Commission Yingxing: Why didn't you tell me sooner?!]
Never in his wildest dreams had Yingxing imagined that the three hairpins whose Forging Blueprints he had just finished, and which he had yet to start making, were gifts Xianyu intended to confess his love to Jingliu with!
As the Artisanship Commission's renowned king of overwork, Yingxing had plenty on his plate besides Xianyu's custom hairpins, all of it weapons needed on the battlefield.
He had not originally intended to accept Xianyu's order, but the man repeatedly insisted that only Yingxing, the Master Forger, could make the jewelry he wanted. Only then had Yingxing agreed.
Even if Yingxing racked his brains to pieces, he never could have guessed these were confession gifts! When Jingliu could finally get together with the man she loved actually depended on the hairpins he was making? What?!
Yingxing felt as though Xianyu was going to infuriate him until he could no longer breathe.
He drew a deep breath and tried to reassure himself.
After all, Xianyu was only twenty! Converted into a Xianzhou native's age, he was just a...
As that thought unfolded,