Chen Tianyang's weathered face turned red, and he quickly coughed twice to explain: "You've got it all wrong. I haven't had much contact with Yaoli at all. How could I possibly have any messy ideas like that?"
Youmeng's expression grew even more playful as she gently twirled a lock of hair by her temple with her slender fingers: "Do you men even care about how long you've known someone? Aren't you all visual creatures who want to claim anything as long as it's pretty? For all I know, you might even be harboring secret thoughts about yours truly—"
Realizing she had slipped up mid-sentence, Youmeng abruptly shut her mouth, let out a huff, and uttered the phrase women use most often: "Hmph! Men are all the same—not a single one of you is any good!"
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