-Aaaah! Brother Shen, who exactly is that woman in your arms?
-Older sister? Where did this older sister come from? I'm reporting this! Report, report!
-You little brat, get out of Young Master Ye's arms and let me take your place for a couple of episodes, okay? How are you two living this well?
-The way he called her "older sister" just now made me melt. Honestly, if Brother Shen called me that, I could die happy.
Since they weren't far away and the lounge was fairly quiet, everyone watching the livestream heard what Ye Nanshen said.
As anyone could imagine...
Everyone went wild.
Those few words deserved to be clipped and played on repeat.
-So who exactly is the woman in Young Master Ye's arms?
-I'm seriously losing my mind!
-If even Young Master Ye cheats, I'll never believe in love again.
-Boohoo, am I the only one who feels bad for Sister Sheng?
-Sure enough, not a single man behaves himself. They're only good once their memorial portraits are hanging on the wall.
"Ladies, don't jump to conclusions. There are still good men in this world, like me." The reporter hurried to seize the chance to talk himself up.
"I've said it before: sometimes what you see is just the surface, not necessarily the truth. Now I'll show you what these people are really like. No need to thank me too much."
The reporter spoke smugly.
Nobody wanted to listen to him anymore.
"My guess is that things will get even more exciting next. Sigh... I never thought they'd be this careless about where they were. Now even I feel so sorry for Sister Sheng."
The reporter was only saying that. In reality... heh, what did it matter to him who deserved pity?
His goal was simple: all