In just a few days, my own heart was restless and eager, quietly stirring! As my mood changed, it subconsciously affected the normal behavior of things, giving myself a more fierce and indulgent approach!

I have always used "no" as an excuse to cover up the changes in my emotions!

Xu Haishan noticed the change in Ye Fengsheng, knowing that Ye Fengsheng had already realized it. Without trying to persuade him verbally, "You've been carrying immense pressure among the people for many years, not always constrained by rules, feeling frustrated or deserving, and now joining the World Trade Organization, you've lost those rules. You can understand the restraint and relaxation."

"But you must remember, self-discipline is absolutely necessary! Don't do just anything you want because of your power! That's the magic way!"

Xu Haishan knew that Ye Fengsheng had never joined the World Trade Organization, there were too many things in the world that could shake his confidence. In the past, he thought the elder advised him to join the World Trade Organization first. From directly cutting off his arm's perspective, the framework in his heart was still incomplete.

That's true.

Ye Feng was a bit helpless. He said the purple jade bracelet on his hand was not an ornament a person should wear. He just carefully looked at Uncle Xu, choosing to hang it on his wrist, for the sake of giving him a life.

The cold jade didn't feel very good. Fortunately, Ye Feng wasn't a picky person. He ignored it when he was initially unaccustomed.

Xu Haishan soon separated from Ye Fengsheng, daily having words of concern for his clothes. Thus, Ye Fengsheng started fighting at home again, slowly absorbing the little elf around him.

Better to say something than nothing, after all, there was a hint of the demon art, still making him a bit worried. Previously, even in the human world, he saw someone practicing demon art, and if those lunatics happened to you, just think about it, it was terrifying!

He practiced taking out Linglong from the phone to practice limping. Ye Fengsheng looked at the caller display because only after Song Nanfu did, there was a strange connection, and then Song Nanfu's excited voice came over:

"Ye Fengsheng, are you home?"

Ye Fengsheng didn't tell him, just asked: "Did you skip class again today?"

Song Nanfu ignored him, continuing to ask: "Sorry, you can't, I'm asking if you're home now!"

Ye Fengsheng said: "Is there a problem?"

Song Nanfu urged: "Quickly open the door. I have something urgent to discuss with you!"

Don't use Fengsheng's voice to open the room door, you'll see a young girl with joy and excitement on her face, feeling a bit uneasy. After all, based on Song Nanfu's frequency of skipping class, Xu cinema seemed to be a place where she exhibited a lot of good behavior.

One of them grabbed Ye Fengsheng's arm, Song Nanfu pulling him outside. "Come with me."

Ye Fengsheng was confused, then closed the room door. Fang Wencai asked the girl: "How would you like to go?"

"Sorry, come with me!"

Song Nanfu was pulling at Ye Fengsheng's arm as if afraid he would leave, dragging him along.

At the same time, there was a cute girl, the voice of Fengsheng a bit amiable but without direct refusal, according to the street he went to, sitting in a taxi, getting off, then looking at the commercial street ahead, finally knowing what he was doing.

Stopping, he strangely looked at Song Nanfu, asking: "Did you skip school just to drag me along for shopping?"

Unable to contain the joy of the heart, Song Nanfu didn't expect to actually be able to pull off Ye Fengsheng's voice; just before he was ready to refuse, unexpectedly, it was suddenly successful!

Now let Fengsheng hear that question, he put on a serious expression, saying very solemnly: "There's a banquet tonight, I want to attend but don't have nice clothes, so you're here to give me suggestions!"

Finally, even he couldn't help but laugh. After a hiccup, he turned his head, revealing a bright smile.

Ye Fengsheng was helpless, not knowing what to say about such a fuss. He could only respond: "I don't mind these things. Then I'll show you bad choices. Don't blame me, I, I, I."

"It's okay!"

Song Nanfu released his grip, dragging Ye Fengsheng into a clothing store.

From any angle, Ye Fengsheng wasn't a great shopping partner. No matter how many pairs of clothes and accessories were beautiful, he could always see flaws others didn't mind yesterday, relentlessly pointing them out.

A few times in a row, even beside the guide, they were still a bit helpless; this person had stirred trouble in the heart, meanwhile taking advantage of nobody noticing, giving a few side-eye glances.

Were it not for Song Nanfu, who seemed really eager to patronize, he probably would've shirked, resigned!

"Ye Fengsheng's voice!"

Her face showed a painful look, Song Nanfu set down the clothes, looking a bit complaining at Fengsheng, saying: "What kind of clothes do you like?"

He was a little upset because many clothes he seemed quite satisfied with were rejected by Fengsheng all day. If he truly didn't understand those flaws, he was always able to end up overlooking each very easily ignored flaw. After pointing them out, the clothes seemed enlarged into sizes others couldn't accept.

Again and again, changed nearly ten outfits!

Ye Fengsheng spoke expressionlessly: "I told you I wouldn't notice. You insisted on dragging me here."

He was helpless. If he refused initially, it would refuse. Since he didn't reject at the start, even now when feeling more annoyed, he shouldn't just stop and turn around. After all, he couldn't leave Song Nanfu here alone.

But seeing the girl continuously changing clothes, he had nodded enough, if not for clearing the mind, fearing the temple would be buried.

Fengsheng realized this, he glanced at the couple slipping out of the store for a few minutes, "Your friend?"

Song Nanfu shook her head, eyes filled with complexity: "No, I don't understand. Let's go."

Ye Fengsheng asked again: "Not buying clothes?"

"No, not satisfied."

Speaking, Song Nanfu grabbed Ye Fengsheng's hand, walking towards the store door, but along the way, even Fengsheng seemed intentionally avoiding the couple.

Of course, Song Nanfu was unwilling to say as Ye Fengsheng had little interest, simply following along.

"Wait, Miss."

The shop owner panicked, saying: "Miss, you can't take that large pin away."

Song Nanfu apologized hastily, yet fearing to change the pin. He was eager and felt powerless, removing it and accidentally pricking his finger.

"Let me do it."

Ye Fengsheng stopped Song Nanfu's chaotic actions, removing the large pin and handing it to the guide. At the same time, he apologized with a smile, then reached out to wipe the bloodstain off Song Nanfu's fingertip.

"Gone."

Speaking those words, he took a step forward, pulling Fu from Song Nan.

"Nanfu?"

A clear male voice appeared behind him, Fengsheng clearly saw Song Nanfu tightly grasping his hand, seeming ready to stop, unwilling to go back home.

"Slow down!"

Another woman's voice came, meanwhile they were walking past with a clanging bell, then they appeared before Song Nanfu. That voice had a minute feeling of pleasure:

"Nanfu, it's really you!"

The girl's beautiful face turned excited, then quickly shifted from Song Nanfu's body to his hand caught by Fengsheng. A strange expression flashed in her eyes, she asked Ye Fengsheng: "Are you Nanfu's friend?"