Chuchen sighed and said, "Your cultivation has not come easily. Why risk it all for a lecherous man?"
Shen Huiya's face was set with determination, and she ignored Chuchen completely.
But Jiang Manjun couldn't bear to hear it anymore. She pointed at Chuchen and shouted, "You old coot, watch your mouth! My junior brother is a man of integrity. How dare you slander him as a lecher over and over again!"
"Good sister, still standing up for me even at a time like this. I'm touched!" Ye Fei, up on the high-rise, couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Zhu Yuyan, nestled in Ye Fei's arms, couldn't resist lifting her head and giving him a playful glare. She chuckled, "Don't get too smug. Your sister has just been blinded by your looks. If she saw you like this, she might be the first one to want to kill you!"
With that, she playfully slapped the hand of Ye Fei's that was wandering under her clothes, teasing her breast.
