"Sister Qian, no way, you heard wrong..." Li Chen quickly denied.
"Naughty Brother, you're nervous, teehee!" Lin Qian chuckled.
She had been caught up in the heat of the moment, her senses muddled, not hearing very clearly.
But seeing Li Chen's nervousness, like having discovered a new world, her beautiful eyes gleamed with more vigor, wishing she could see right through him and savor the gossip.
"Sister Qian, how could I?"
Li Chen, putting on a brave face, how could he admit to such a thing?
"Really not?"
"Not at all!"
"That's truly a pity!"
Lin Qian, not entirely sure, rested her head on Li Chen's chest, murmuring, "Mengxue actually has it tough. She used to come to me with her complaints all the time."
As she mentioned this, she suddenly became interested again and lifted her head to say, "Oh right, you live under the same roof, and Mengxue is so pretty. You Naughty Brother, with a mind full of mischief, haven't you ever fantasized about her?"
