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"Let go of me, you shameless scoundrel!"
Yang Rou struggled violently in Ye Fan's arms, trying to escape from his embrace.
But how could a girl like her possibly escape from Ye Fan's grasp?
Moreover, during the struggle, her dress straps slipped off, revealing the fair skin beneath.
"Shameless? There's even more shameless to come!" Ye Fan said with a wicked smile, "Now that you're mine, let's not waste time, shall we?"
As his words fell, Ye Fan picked up Yang Rou by the waist, turned his head with a somewhat obnoxious look towards Qin Zhan, and said, "Uncle! Where is your bedroom?"
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Pfft!
Qin Zhan felt as if he had been stabbed hard in the chest!
This guy was definitely doing it on purpose!
Holding his own wife, yet asking where the bedroom is?
Wasn't this a blatant slap in the face?
