Yan immediately covered her mouth and laughed, almost bursting into tears. With a playful smile, she looked at Ye Chen and said, "You little rascal, don't you know a woman's age is a secret? How about you guess how old I am?"
"If you ask me, Yan is at most twenty this year!" Ye Chen confidently held up two fingers. Yan burst out laughing again, her whole body shaking, her full bosom trembling slightly, almost revealing the two pink buds underneath. Ye Chen's gaze remained fixed on Yan's voluptuousness, unwilling to shift away even an inch. Yan laughed so hard her eyes teared up, and when she finally steadied herself, her fair cheeks were flushed pink with laughter. With a warm smile, she looked at Ye Chen and said, "You little rascal, who would have thought you could be so entertaining? With you around, I might live ten years longer!"
"Hehe, how about I stick by your side from now on?" Ye Chen boldly proposed, trying to climb up the social ladder.
