"Chen Feng, I'm not joking with you this time. Do you understand?"
Ye Qingqing was very serious.
"I understand," Chen Feng said. "In fact, I often reflect and regret that I should not be too handsome. This damned handsomeness always leads to mistakes."
"You..."
Ye Qingqing stamped her foot, nearly fainting with anger.
"Chen Feng, so you don't plan to listen to Sister Qingqing? Will you continue to attract unwanted attention?"
Qin Yi took the opportunity to speak.
She, too, hoped that Chen Feng would not have other strange women in the future.
"Absolutely not," Chen Feng said seriously. "In the future, I probably won't even have the time."
"As long as you've promised, that's fine. After all, I've spoken my words. If you break the agreement, you know the consequences."
Ye Qingqing sat back down, took a sip of tea, and then stopped eating. She held an ancient book and read.
"Qingqing, may I trouble you with something?"
Chen Feng looked at Ye Qingqing.
"What is it?"
