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No need for thanks," he thought, about to speak the words out loud. But then Ye Xiong had a flash of inspiration, and the corner of his mouth revealed a hint of a smile.
In his life, the thing he liked the least were serious talks.
The attitude he liked the least was all solemn and serious.
He wanted to try what it felt like to tease a big star.
"Just a thank you?"
Ye Xiong's mouth curled into a mischievous smile and said, "I just saved your life, protected your virtue. You've come all this distance, just to say thank you. Isn't that a bit stingy?"
"How do you want me to thank you?"
Zhang Liyan had a bad feeling in her heart. How could this guy be so different from the hero she had met that day?
"Marry me," he said brazenly.
Zhang Liyan's mouth twitched. She remembered what Xiao Fangfang had said: once you take off Ying Nan's mask, that guy is nothing but a scoundrel, nothing impressive.
He's not just a scoundrel, he's a downright pervert!
