In that moment, she felt a sense of loss.
"You sure moved fast. My sister called, and you went right over. What was that you told me last time?"
"I didn't..."
"Don't give me that. I hate you, you stupid Chen Yuan."
"Hiss..."
It sounded like Yaoyao was pinching the soft flesh of Chen Yuan's waist. Jiangg Ning heard him wince... 'It must have been his waist. Where else could she have pinched him to make it hurt that much?'
She was instantly resentful.
'Chen Yuan and I used to be so close. He always put my feelings first. How am I losing to my own sister now?'
The light in Jiangg Ning's eyes dimmed. After a moment, unable to accept this, she asked with a hint of suspicion:
"What did Yaoyao promise you?"
In the bedroom.
It was shrouded in darkness.
They could only vaguely make out the expressions on each other's faces.
But an atmosphere like this only made things feel more intimate, and Chen Yuan froze when he heard her question.
"That's... that's hard to explain."
