Chen Yang stepped out the door, and Ye Zi was sitting in the yard, polishing his sword with a serious expression, as if it were a peerless treasure.
"Let's go, Ye Zi."
Chen Yang called out, then, together with Ye Zi, took the Ferrari that belonged to the Zhus and headed off to meet with Qiao Xiurui.
"Brother Yang, nothing happened between you and Sister Pheasant upstairs just now, did it?"
Ye Zi suddenly asked.
Chen Yang nodded, "Yeah, that's right."
Ye Zi expressed his confusion, "If that's the case, then why did you tell Sister Pheasant's parents that she was eager to sleep with you?"
"Just teasing her, her mom is probably chatting with her now."
Chen Yang chuckled mischievously.
Ye Zi frowned slightly, his face showing bewilderment, "Brother Yang, I don't quite understand. You're nicknamed 'God,' known for countless killings, supposed to be cold and frosty, yet when you treat us, you always seem so... playful."
