If looks could kill, Ji Yuchen's glare would have riddled Ye Haoyuan with fatal wounds.
It was so hard to find an opportunity to be alone with Qin Fan. What was this shameless jerk doing, barging in like this? What the hell?
Sensing the malice in the young woman's eyes, Qin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad Ye Haoyuan had shown up; otherwise, he truly wouldn't have known how to face Ji Yuchen in her current state.
Hearing Qin Fan call him "Brother Haoxuan," Ye Haoyuan couldn't help but blush. Embarrassment was the only thing he felt at that moment. He coughed awkwardly before saying, "Idol, can you please not call me Brother Haoxuan? It makes me nervous, really rattles my heart!"
"Alright, I won't call you that anymore. Come on, spit it out! Don't be so coy!" Qin Fan chuckled.
