Wouldn't That Make Us Love Rivals?

"Cough, cough, Sister Hong, Mr. Ye is here," Xia Qiu hurriedly reminded her.

"Mr. Ye? Which Mr. Ye?" Sister Hong asked as she turned around.

When she saw that it was Ye Feng, she immediately screamed and wanted to get up.

However, her legs were placed on the coffee table. In her panic, she fell to the ground and was exposed.

"Aiyo…"

Sister Hong hurriedly got up from the floor, wrapped herself in her sleeping robe, and rushed into the bedroom.

When she came out again, she had already changed into a black suit and seemed to have put on light makeup.

This speed could probably break the world record.

"Mr. Ye, I'm really sorry. I'm used to being casual at home. I've made a fool of myself." She hurriedly smiled at Ye Feng. Thinking about how she had been seen by Mr. Ye, she wanted to find a hole to hide in.