Ye Mo laughed, "Is it just an affair? What's so serious about it? Your husband is living it up in Japan anyway, with who knows which beauty in his arms right now. If he doesn't feel guilty, why are you so bothered?"
"He didn't." Eleven looked at him and said.
"Didn't?" Ye Mo clearly didn't believe her, "Who in the industry doesn't know about your husband consistently being linked with scandals? Wasn't he just photographed on the streets of Nagoya in Japan?"
He leaned in, lifting Eleven's chin, "Sister Eleven, surely you don't believe that all men are as gentlemanly as I am?"
"?"
"You vomited all over the guest room bed and even soiled your own clothes."
"...Huh?"
"You monopolized my bed, making me sleep in the living room. Don't you think something needs to be done about it?"
"So we...?"
"You're like a little sister to me. How could I possibly behave inappropriately with my sister?"
He gave her a smile, and in that moment, Eleven thought that Fei'er's brother was…
