"It really is quite big," Ye Chen couldn't help but say. The cleavage was very deep, and as he recalled the time when Zhang Yantong was at his house, wearing only lace underwear, Ye Chen's gaze turned lecherous.
"What's big?" Zhang Yantong noticed Ye Chen's gaze and looked down in the same direction, only to see her own collar.
"You jerk," Zhang Yantong got angry. Darn it, here I am, worried about you, and you're still thinking about taking advantage of me.
So Zhang Yantong, in her anger, punched Ye Chen in the chest. However, this punch landed right on Ye Chen's injured chest.
This time, Ye Chen truly felt the intense pain and couldn't help but bend forward.
"Hmph, you're quite the actor. Got the lecherous heart but not the guts, huh?" Zhang Yantong shouted in dissatisfaction. She thought Ye Chen was just pretending to be in pain from a light punch, so she didn't believe him.
However, Ye Chen raised his head and leaned back on the sofa, his face looking extremely pale.
