Because she saw a young woman arm in arm with Lin Yifan, looking very intimate; what she couldn't accept the most was that Lin Yifan seemed not to mind.
Staring at the bewildered Su Qingqing, Yilian decided to tease her. So she leaned her head on Lin Yifan's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Yifan, who is this? Did we enter the wrong room?"
"Cough cough! Be serious, stop messing around," Lin Yifan said sternly. He knew his mischievous sister was up to no good again.
"Yifan! Who is this..." Su Qingqing asked curiously.
Watching the affected manner of the girl beside Lin Yifan, she really couldn't stand it.
"I am Yifan's current girlfriend!" Yilian quickly answered, eager to see Su Qingqing's reaction.
"Yifan! Is it true?" Su Qingqing frowned, feeling somewhat sad.
Although she was willing to share a husband with another woman, she was reluctant to share him with two others, and most importantly, she did not want Lin Yifan to be so fickle.
