"Sir, could you vote for me?" Cheng Bingbing asked sweetly, "Your receipt can be exchanged for a ballot."
Yan Ye immediately understood.
He didn't say whether he would vote for Cheng Bingbing, but instead turned his head to look at Su Yanxin, "Do you want it?"
Su Yanxin didn't expect him to suddenly turn around and talk to her.
Given Yan Ye's arrogant nature, he never bothered with someone who had annoyed him.
Every time Su Yanxin saw Yan Ye's face, the one she once deeply loved, she felt an automatic itch in her teeth, her hands clenching with the desire to push him away, to keep him far from her, but reality forced her to bow her head.
She wanted that ballot! She really did!
After a few seconds of contemplation, she lowered her gaze and replied stiffly, "I want it."
Haha!
Yan Ye swiftly folded back into the store and returned a minute later with an extra ballot in hand.
He didn't seem to think at all and directly tossed the ballot to Cheng Bingbing.
