Yang Fan was actually well aware of Zhang Yulan's skepticism.
The woman named Diwu Ming wasn't crazy at all!
She simply looked down on Yang Fan.
In Diwu Ming's mind, perhaps Yang Fan was just a pretty boy Zhang Yulan found appealing to toy with temporarily.
Therefore, threatening would surely work better than trying to win him over, as she aimed to exploit Yang Fan's guilty conscience.
Once everything was settled, she would openly offer Yang Fan some benefits.
Not only would this provide Yang Fan with tangible advantages, but it would also save Zhang Yulan's face, effectively perfecting the conclusion.
Unfortunately, she miscalculated.
Yang Fan wasn't just Zhang Yulan's boy toy for fun, nor was he someone whose guilty conscience could be easily manipulated.
"Fanzi, have you calmed down?" Zhang Yulan flopped onto the soft, large bed and asked with a grin.
