Yan Yan poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and lazily lifted his phoenix eyes to glance at him.
His voice was languid, "Who told you they weren't the same person?"
"How can they be the same person? They're obviously different, Little Sister-in-law is someone no one can..."
At this point, Ji Ruofeng suddenly realized something, as if someone had pressed pause on him.
His mouth was still unconsciously agape, and his expression was completely frozen.
A few seconds later, he stammered, "Brother Yan, what... what did you say?"
Yan Yan looked at him with disdain, not saying a word.
Fan Xinglan looked at him as if he'd been struck by lightning, even more exaggerated than he was, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
He finally wasn't alone!
As he laughed, the whole room couldn't hold back anymore.
The tense atmosphere instantly vanished, and everyone simultaneously smiled.
