"Junior brother, during these days when I didn't see you, I really missed you so much," He Qian said.
He Qian, who was slightly shorter than Wang Ye, hugged him and rested her chin on his shoulder.
As she spoke, her breath, fragrant like orchids, brushed against Wang Ye's ear.
It gave Wang Ye a weird feeling.
A young man standing beside them looked at Wang Ye and He Qian's interactions, feeling incredibly sour inside.
The gap between people was just too great!
Wang Ye was not only good at gaming but also extremely skilled in medicine and appraisal, and he even had such a beautiful woman by his side.
Who was so affectionate toward him.
Thinking about his own crush, compared to the woman beside Wang Ye, it was like comparing heaven to earth.
Just like that.
And she was always so indifferent toward him every day.
Yet she had just been so enthusiastic toward Wang Ye.
Even speaking up for Wang Ye.
Thinking about this,
The young man felt a surge of sourness in his heart.
