Yang Fan, unable to find a single convincing reason, felt even his scalp go numb.
Just then, Ye Tong suddenly flashed him a charming smile and whispered, "Okay, stop with the long face. I'm just joking with you; don't take it seriously."
Yang Fan's taut nerves instantly relaxed, but just as a smile began to appear on his face, Ye Tong's expression turned stern again. She whispered through gritted teeth, "If I catch her sticking out her buttocks while clinging to you again, you can forget about harboring any naughty thoughts about me!"
Yang Fan was immediately taken aback.
"Sister-in-law, I swear..."
He hurriedly tried to offer a solid promise to let sister-in-law know his true feelings, but before he could finish, Ye Tong smiled again and said, "It's fine. I understand. It's late; you should get some sleep."
Yang Fan watched sister-in-law, slightly dazed, as she swayed her hips walking through the home's door, feeling somewhat internally shattered.
