"In your dreams." Ning Xuan rolled her eyes at Di Youlin.
"Xuanyuan, while you were away, I came back to look for you, and Yu Mingche hit me." Seeing that Ning Xuan was in a good mood, Di Youlin watched her expression and tentatively tattled on Yu Mingche.
"Oh? He hit you, and you have a problem with that?" Ning Xuan frowned at Di Youlin.
"No, of course not. He had the Vine Whip you gave him. How could I dare have a problem with it?" Seeing Ning Xuan's reaction, Di Youlin immediately suppressed the urge to complain.
'It looks like Ning Xuan clearly intends for Yu Mingche to take on the responsibility of managing the other Contractors. I'll have to be more polite to him from now on.'
"As long as you don't have a problem with it, that's fine. So what if Yu Mingche hit you? Maybe you'll have plenty more days of getting hit by him in the future," Ning Xuan said to Di Youlin, her words carrying a hidden meaning.
