Ye Sijue's brow furrowed into a cold frown.
Seeing the look on Ye Sijue’s face, Jun Haoxuan was suddenly reminded of his friend’s mysophobia. He waved a hand dismissively. “Forget it, I’ll just have them send a new outfit over.”
Jun Haoxuan reached for his phone, but a moment later, Ye Sijue’s hand clamped down on his.
“Don’t bother,” Ye Sijue said coolly. “I’ll do it.”
A smile spread across Jun H
















