So many times, he acted like an "Iron Straight Man," "unromantic" in front of Tong Yingying.
Or even if one was stupid, after learning from Miao that Tong Yingying secretly kissed him that night, he should have understood her intention.
But at this moment, Sakuragi was already here.
The biggest shield and excuse had vanished, and it was time for Yan Huan to directly face this mysterious and close redhead sister.
What exactly does he feel for Tong Yingying?
Yan Huan couldn't help but question his own heart.
After pondering for a moment, he looked up at the very beautiful Tong Yingying and met her shy yet meaningful words.
Just as he was about to speak, a sudden noise interrupted,
"Who cares about your damn money!?"
The crisp voice was like a giant stone thrown into the serene waters of an F major sonata, suddenly causing thunder in a quiet atmosphere.
Yan Huan and Tong Yingying were both slightly startled, turning their heads to see a girl panting at the door.
