Chapter 180 Wuqing

Ye Wutian took a seat on the sofa.

Before long, Dong Chengyao brought over a steaming cup of tea and placed it in front of Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian thanked him, then asked, "Are you comfortable living there?"

"Yes," Dong Chengyao nodded.

"You don't look very well. Are you ill? Come here, let me take your pulse." Seeing Dong Chengyao's pale face, Ye Wutian expressed his concern.

"No need, I'm fine. Maybe I just didn't sleep well last night," Dong Chengyao, with a somewhat evasive look, quickly added, "Mr. Ye, I still have some things to do, so I'll be leaving first." With that, he hurriedly left the office.

"Why was she so evasive? Could there be something she can't talk about?" Ye Wutian muttered to himself. Since the other party didn't want to talk about it, he felt it wasn't right to pry further and could only sigh without dwelling on it further, then casually picked up a magazine to read.