Yang Yueru looked at him and suddenly laughed, "I used to think that a man who is successful in his career is the most charming, but now it seems that a man who can cook in the kitchen is even more charming."
"After all, food that enters the mouth has the strongest direct impact, and a man who can cook gives a woman a stronger sense of belonging," Ye Xiong laughed.
"No wonder so many women are so bewitched by you that they don't know which way is up. You really have too many merits," Yang Yueru finished, sighed, and said mournfully, "Poor Xinyi, falling in love with a man like you, she's really unlucky."
"I don't have many women; you shouldn't listen to rumors. It's only Xinyi for me," Ye Xiong flatly denied.
In such a situation, admitting it would be idiotic.
"Still denying it? Xinyi already told me that she knows of two, not to mention others that she doesn't know about."
Ye Xiong broke out in a cold sweat!
