"Keep flirting around, and I'll lock you up at home."
Momo gritted her teeth as she finished speaking, then sweetly smiled at the blonde woman who adored Ye Zhan, leaned forward, and kissed Ye Zhan on the lips. "You still haven't answered my question from before."
Seeing that Momo was still waiting for him to answer, Ye Zhan dared not let his thoughts wander any longer, composed himself, and said warmly, "It's not entirely for Yi Ze. If Qinghuan could come to like Yi Ze, that would be ideal. But if not, we can't force it. I just think Yi Ze is great and likes Qinghuan."
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Imperial City.
Feng Yize sat in a car outside the airport, not leaving immediately.
He spent a long time browsing through his WeChat Moments.
He scrolled until he reached Wen Qinghuan's first post, and then went back through them one by one, the romance in his eyes glimmering with warmth, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously lifted into a handsome arc.
