This was an absolutely massive social suicide situation.
If Little Mother's words were overheard by Wei Juan, she would definitely think that there was something fishy going on between Yang Fan and Little Mother.
This misunderstanding absolutely could not happen.
But at this moment, Yang Fan couldn't take Little Mother outside, as doing so would only deepen the misunderstanding.
He had to think of a way to cover it up, Yang Fan's brain was spinning wildly.
"Little Mother, what are you talking about? That's totally a different thing," Yang Fan stammered, "How could that sort of thing make me feel so great? I didn't even feel anything at all."
Zhou Wenhui looked at Yang Fan with shock on her face, "Didn't feel anything at all? Is there something wrong with you, kid? You were in there, how could it possibly not feel great?"
Yang Fan's heart instantly wished for death.
It was over, now he was really done for, the more he spoke the less he could explain.
