Bai Chuwei looked confused. Was she really that close to Xu Xingchen?
Wasn't she just appreciating the trembling of the original male protagonist? The old ancestor here was fulfilling a system task—following the plot to slap these losers in the face!
Bai Chuwei lifted her head and looked over, her gaze stopped under a sun umbrella. Her lips curved up into a smile as she playfully countered Duan Feihan, "Did Hanhan go to buy a sun umbrella?"
Duan Feihan nodded, his eyes falling on Bai Chuwei's arm as white as snow, her skin as smooth and tender as fresh tofu. Duan Feihan's Adam's apple moved slightly as he inconspicuously shifted his gaze away.
As soon as he came back, he saw her very close to Xu Xingchen, not knowing what they were talking about.
Xu Xingchen, provoked by Bai Chuwei's words, turned a shade pale with rage, breathing heavily.
"You just wanted to cheat," Bai Chuwei's words, filled with mockery, crazily echoed in Xu Xingchen's ears, making his heart race with anger.
