Ye Bingning kept talking endlessly.
Ye Huan suddenly covered her mouth, forcing her to swallow back the last word "princess".
Unveiling black history is like digging up someone's ancestors' graves!
"Sister Zhang, don't listen to the kid's nonsense!" Ye Huan gritted his teeth, smiling sheepishly.
Zhang Huimin paid no mind to Ye Bingning's words.
Because Brother Huan's image in her mind was very noble, he was a perfect man—upright, courageous, and not swayed by beauty.
Any words that might negatively impact Ye Huan's image, including "casanova", would automatically be filtered!
But the word "overseas" wasn't filtered out.
"Xiao Ye, you guys have been abroad before?" Zhang Huimin said in surprise.
"Of course."
Ye Huan gave Ye Bingning a warning look, then released his hand from her mouth, "Sister Zhang, actually, I worked abroad for a few years. I guess you could say I had a shared interest with Ye Bingning, and that's when we swore to become siblings!"
