"She's my sister, so it's not surprising we have similar tastes, right?" Song Ze smirked strangely.
"How about you break up with him and come into my arms? I'll definitely treat you well." Song Ze spread his hands.
Ye Ranran looked down on him, "Besides that face of yours, in what way are you better than my husband?"
"Forget it, you won't understand no matter how much I explain. I've got things to do, I'm leaving now. Oh, and come visit me in a couple of days; I have a gift for you." Ye Ranran winked at him, "Make sure you come, you hear?"
"Madam, why are you giving Song Ze a gift?" Number Three didn't understand.
He wasn't stupid enough to really think she had fallen for him.
"He did help me, didn't he? It's only polite to return the favor; don't want him saying I owe him," Ye Ranran said to avoid any debt.
"Oh, what do you plan to give him?"
She hadn't chosen anything; she just remembered that Song Ze was afraid of dogs, so she intended to give him a realistic toy dog.
