"Ah?"
"How did you know, Auntie?"
Before this, Ye Shuyuan had never thought in that direction, but her aunt, Ye Jingwen, guessed it instantly.
"I knew I was right!"
Ye Jingwen gently shook her head, "Shuyuan, you're excellent in many ways, but when it comes to love, you're just too dense. You never seem to grasp the nature of men and women!"
"Yeah, maybe."
Ye Shuyuan sighed. Although Feng Moli had spoken so nonchalantly over the phone, she still couldn't understand how they could have become intimate after meeting for the first time that day.
In her view, no matter the reason, it was far too casual.
"Two equally outstanding people are more likely to spark!"
"Besides, with such a huge incentive, it's normal for something to happen between them."
As she said this, Ye Jingwen looked at Ye Shuyuan and sighed again, "Now that Feng Moli has stolen a march, with your personality, you're not the type to fight over a man with your best friend."
"Is that so?"
"Of course!"
