When Ye Yan extended his hand, Zhao Youlin quickly moved to the side with Joy in her arms. She cleverly avoided Ye Yan's hand. Her eyes narrowed, and she said, "You said it as well. I don't know what kind of a person you are, but you don't know what kind of a person I am as well. You don't know what kind of a person I am, but you said you like me and acted as if you're deeply in love with me. Don't you think that it is different from what you said, Mr. Ye?"
Zhao Youlin was a very pragmatic person. She was so pragmatic that she would never believe in love at first sight. Ye Yan's feelings for her were abrupt, so her first reaction was to not believe it.
Ye Yan was speechless after hearing Zhao Youlin's words, and his hands inevitably clenched into fists.
The suffocating silence began to spread between the two of them. Just as Zhao Youlin was about to pass by Ye Yan again and leave, he suddenly said something shocking.
