After Ye Yizhou finished speaking, he secretly watched Yan Qingdu's expression, curious about how he would respond.
"Wow, you even know how to spend money. You're amazing. I love it."
There was nothing remarkable about those words on their own.
But they had come out of Yan Qingdu's mouth.
Yan Qingdu had even delivered them in an utterly calm voice, without the slightest inflection, fighting magic with magic.
Ye Yizhou and Yan Qingdu exchanged a look, and both burst out laughing.
"I'll get going, then."
Ye Yizhou hopped off the desk onto the floor, straightened his slightly rumpled clothes, and glanced up at Yan Qingdu. The next second, a hint of grievance crept into his voice, and he pouted.
"Someone keeps hinting, not so subtly, that I should get back to work. If I didn't have such sharp eyes, I might have missed the look on someone's face. I'm leaving. I won't stay here making a nuisance of myself."
"Boo-hoo~"
Ye Yizhou made fake sobbing noises and even reached up to wipe nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes.
The Oscars were really doing Ye Yizhou an injustice by not giving him an Oscar statuette. He really could put on a performance anywhere, anytime, slipping into character in an instant.
As Ye Yizhou walked past Yan Qingdu, Yan Qingdu reached back and caught his right wrist.
"I'll take you there."
"No need. Taking a cab isn't illegal here. Just focus on your work!"
Ye Yizhou gently patted the back of Yan Qingdu's hand and teased him with a smile.
"Hmm?" Seeing that Yan Qingdu still showed no intention of letting go, Ye Yizhou gave him a puzzled look.
Yan Qingdu looked at Ye Yizhou as though he wanted to say something but held back.
"What is it?"
"You... will