Shen Mingfeng sighed, opened his eyes, and said, "Yanyan, we're about to get married, can you focus on the wedding? Why are you always concerned with Qin Yin's matters?"
"Yinyin is my good friend." Jian Yanyan said as she put on her clothes, "By the way, where did you throw my underwear last night?"
"Over there." Shen Mingfeng pointed to the floor.
Jian Yanyan picked up her underwear from the floor and said, "Wow, you remembered where the clothes are, I guess you weren't drunk last night. Last night's effort, pretending to be drunk, was all an act, wasn't it?"
Shen Mingfeng chuckled, "You're just being cheeky, but Yanyan, I'm serious, stop worrying about Qin Yin's business."
Jian Yanyan had already slipped into the kitchen, quickly frying eggs, and grilling ham while heating up the bread, finishing breakfast quickly within ten minutes.
She called for Shen Mingfeng as she put the breakfast on the table.
