All The Inspirations Are Flowing Out

Luo Chenxi felt like biting her tougue off!

Mu Yichen really was her bane.

How was it that every question the man asked could very well spell her demise?

"Is it, or is it not?" Mu Yichen furrowed his brows.

Luo Chenxi scrambled to explain, "Wait… Hear me out! These are two different matters. I had those male hosts strip because their outfits were too jarring to look at. As for Young Master Mu, you have such good taste for your choices of clothing and look so good in them! Your charm radiates without bounds! So you don't have to strip, really!"

Mu Yichen's thin lips slightly rose. "At least you still have a good eye for things."

"Cough, cough, you flatter me. That's only because I've been staying by the side of the ever majestic Young Master Mu everyday that it eventually brought up my standards for aesthetics." Luo Chenxi tried her best with the flattery in hopes that the man would let her off.