After giving instructions to deal with Fang Hong, Ye Huan was ready to drive the van with Zhang Huimin in it and take her home.
But then there was a little situation.
When he reached the car, Ye Huan was full of black lines on his forehead.
"As expected of the woman whom my boss fancies, her figure is almost as good as mine!"
Inside the van, Ye Bingning was holding her chin with both hands, with a strawberry lollipop in her mouth, eyeing Zhang Huimin with "ill intentions".
"Ye Bingning, what are you doing in broad daylight?" Ye Huan opened the van door and grabbed Ye Bingning by the ear.
"Ouch ouch ouch."
Taking a sharp breath, Ye Bingning quickly pulled away, looking aggrieved: "Boss, you're so biased, rushing here just to save her!"
"And with me, you're always pulling my ear!"
Hearing this, Ye Huan sighed helplessly, saying, "If something like this happened to you, I would definitely rush over as well."
"Hmm?" Ye Bingning's face lit up, "Are you serious?"
"Of course."
