No matter what, the fact now is that Ellor and Ye Fan were living together, a man and a woman alone in one room, with such a close relationship. It was inevitable that it would set tongues wagging and even Ellor herself had begun to fantasize. Today was the last day—would something happen between them?
Just the thought of those blood-boiling scenes made Ellor's cheeks burn hot with embarrassment. What was she thinking? Ellor's bashfully charming appearance, seen by everyone, evoked a series of sighs. Only Pan Qianqian felt a sourness in her heart; she envied Ellor for being with Ye Fan. However, Pan Qianqian took it in stride, knowing that Ye Fan was not an ordinary person. She was from a different world than Ye Fan, and she had gradually become accustomed to how Ye Fan treated her, like an older brother to a younger sister.
"Don't think nonsense. After Zhang Dahhu fired me, I was penniless and homeless, but thankfully President Ellor took me in," Ye Fan said with a smile.
