"Master." Although she had long been accustomed to his indifference and his indifference, she still felt very sad every time she was rejected by him like this.
Ye Xuanye ignored her and turned around to leave indifferently.
Hua Miaoer clenched her fists and looked at his tall and steep back. Her heart was throbbing. Apart from the difference in status, in what way was she inferior to that wild girl?
