"Don't worry about me. I've seen it all. You don't need to belittle yourself to please me. Sit down, I don't need a massage," Ye Fan said casually.
"As you command, brother-in-law," Chu Biyao chuckled, turning around to sit down. She looked at Shen Yaqing, who had just walked out of the bathroom while rubbing her sore butt, and provocatively said, "See, this is my Fanfan, the most tender-hearted. Some people want to take advantage of my Fanfan—that's not happening."
"You shameless woman, don't talk in riddles. I am pure and innocent. Who's taking advantage of whom is still debatable," Shen Yaqing said as she moved slowly, muttering under her breath, "Oh my butt, it hurts so much."
"You're killing me with laughter. Have you no shame?" Chu Biyao disdainfully replied.
