Ye Liangyan bit her teeth, "Then may I ask Mr. Jiang, are you still satisfied with your understanding of your fiancée?"
"Hmm, quite satisfied," the man's deep laughter overflowed, his brow and eyes full of tenderness.
Ye Liangyan suddenly smiled too, "Oh, but I'm not very satisfied."
"What?"
Ye Liangyan calmly took a sip of milk and said, "I think I might need to make up some 'love credits.'"
The man was a bit stunned, "What love credits?"
Ye Liangyan narrowed her eyes, smiling at him with all the warmth in the world, "Last night, Sister Wen Yue seemed to have said that she was Mr. Jiang's third girlfriend. That means you've dated at least three times!" She formed an OK sign with her hand to signify "three," "But I haven't dated even once."
"So?" Jiang Yutang's eyebrows twitched slightly, a bad feeling looming.
