Before getting off the car, Ye Xuan suddenly said to Liu Ying, "Little Ying darling, make sure you act well later! I'm not too worried about Liu Haoyang, but Madam Wang is not a simple character, so be careful not to let her see through us."
Liu Ying raised her smooth chin with some pride and said, "Haven't you heard that acting is a woman's talent? The prettier a woman is, the better she can act. Darling, I'm a bit worried about you; don't blow our cover."
Seeing Liu Ying say this, Ye Xuan just smiled faintly, and said, "I hope so. If you mess up the act later, I don't want to painstakingly clean up your mess."
"What are you talking about? Cleaning up my mess, that's such a terrible phrase!"
Liu Ying extended her pink fist and hit Ye Xuan's arm hard, her face showing a little shyness as she spoke.
She's just an ordinary person; her small punches on Ye Xuan's body are no different from a massage.
