"No need for tea. In the future, if there's nothing going on, there's no need to come over to our place to flaunt your presence," Yu Zexiao's face darkened, rejecting the offer without a second thought. Especially after he had just exhibited such behavior, yet Situ Xuan still maintained an attitude as gentle as a spring breeze; this skill of being unaffected by oil and salt naturally irritated him.
However, Situ Xuan didn't say much, just smiled, then turned to Hong Minjun and Nie Anni, his expression as gentle as ever, like a magnanimous elder showing respect to the younger generation: "Miss Hong, later you can go down together and check the recording studio and the practice room. If there's anything inappropriate, I'll think of ways to improve it. And Miss Nie, if you have any requests regarding the place you live, feel free to bring them up. As long as the demands aren't excessive, we can accommodate you."
