"Impossible!"
Ye Huan scoffed, his words firm and powerful, "Smitten by her? I already have you, Sister Zhang, how could I be enchanted by another woman? Aren't you joking!"
"Smart move."
Zhang Huimin quickly planted a kiss on Ye Huan's cheek, her face turning a shy red, then she glared, "And what's with that rich woman calling you 'Oppa' all the time?"
"Oh, she's just suffering from what I call the 'Auntie Syndrome.'"
"I don't even know her, yet she keeps calling me 'Oppa, Oppa.' Isn't that so-called Auntie Syndrome?"
"Think about it, Sister Zhang, if I had anything with her... no, if I knew her, would she still be begging me to add her on WeChat?"
"To put it bluntly, she's just like you, captivated by my looks, but don't worry, Sister Zhang, I won't give her any chance."
Ye Huan blinked twice, sincerity written all over his face.
