"I was kidding, don't take it seriously, Wen Yu is handsome, but he's still an outsider. Only you are my man."
Shen Xinglan tried to calm down Huo Shiyan, who was over-flown with jealousy. She was only joking about her admiration for Wen Yu, but he took it seriously.
"So, you enjoy what's in the bowl while looking at what's in the pot?" Huo Shiyan said, irritated. He squeezed onto her single-seat sofa, picked her up, and made her sit on his lap.
"Am I like that? Am I?" Shen Xinglan asked, hugging his neck. She only casually admired handsome men, nothing more.
Besides, she didn't only admire handsome men; she also admired beautiful women. When she came across attractive people, she just couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
"Do you think you aren't?" Huo Shiyan questioned. She had expressed her doubts about Liu Qingyun and even anticipated becoming her.
"I am not. You are the only one in my heart and sight. I am not attracted to any outsiders; only you can attract me."
