Chapter 17: Ming's Change

  A classical wall clock on the wall, half a head higher than the moon, slowly struck seven times.

  Ming had changed into a dark blue suit, the color of the highest power. However, Yue thought that this outfit made the birthday party look like a government press conference.

  "Can't we change into a suit? For example, this beige one." Yue couldn't help but suggest.

  Gazing blankly at the girl in front of him who looked like a celestial being, he hesitated for a moment before deciding to change out of his dark blue suit and into a beige one.

  The several dressers standing beside him had their eyes wide with astonishment, hardly daring to believe what they were seeing.

  The young master actually changed his decision because of this lady's one sentence, which is absolutely something that wouldn't happen even if you pushed forward 300 years or backward 300 years! Even the old master and mistress couldn't handle him before!

  However, Ming did not realize that his behavior was abnormal, and he only felt that accepting Yue's proposal would make him happier.

  He walked out of the locker room, and his whole person changed from inside to outside, becoming more sunny and innocent.

  "You remind me of a big banana... " Yue's mouth curved up slightly, "hypocritical."

  He glared at her dully, "You'd better behave yourself tonight and don't say anything you shouldn't. Be careful not to bring trouble upon yourself."

  She rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue, "Isn't this just a dinner party? Do we have to be so nervous? One minute you don't let me leave your side, the next you don't let me speak, geez!"

  "Where is the second young lady?"

  "Master Hui, Miss Second's car will probably arrive in about ten or twenty minutes."

  She nodded solemnly, this little devil, if she wasn't late, it absolutely wouldn't be her!

  "Let her go straight to the hall." Ming said, and then took the initiative to hold Yuè's hand, "We'll go too."

  Feeling the temperature transmitted from his hand, Yue's face slightly flushed.

  She never liked boys touching her casually, but why did this "dislike" seem to turn into "unfamiliarity" now?

  "Hey, let me go, I won't get lost if I follow you." Yue muttered.

  However, Ming did not comply with her intentions, but instead, the force of his clasped hands became even more overbearing.

  "Call me Ming." Ming's bangs covered his eyes, giving off a god of death vibe, overbearing and irresistible.

  "...Ming..." The word was dragged out of her mouth by his intimidating force.

  "Kitty, what's your name." It was a question, yet it sounded like an order.

  "Month... fragrant water dark month."

  His hand was clenched even tighter...