Ye Chen looked at the expression on Lin Yueru's face, which did not seem at all like she was joking. He furrowed his brows and a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.
"Look, Saintess, you can't possibly be taking this matter seriously, right? It's just that I accidentally saw you bathing, no need to get so worked up about it."
Ye Chen showed a bitter smile on his face and said sheepishly, "If it really comes down to it, I'll let you have a look in return."
"Ye Chen, are you trying to deny responsibility now?"
Lin Yueru stared at Ye Chen with an unfriendly expression, her eyes filled with threatening intent.
"You can't possibly have designs on me, right? I know I'm quite handsome, but there's no need for you to fall in love with me at first sight."
Ye Chen, with self-admiration, flicked his hair at the forehead and boasted.
