Upon hearing Wang Yumin's words, Wang Yihan's originally tear-stricken pale face suddenly flushed red, and her fingers fiercely pinched Wang Yumin's waist.
"By the way, bro, what did you just say Ye Chen promised others?"
Wang Yihan washed her face and came to the living room. Suddenly remembering the conversation she just had with Wang Yumin, she couldn't help but ask.
Sitting on the sofa, massaging his waist while watching TV, Wang Yumin's body stiffened, then he turned his head to look at his sister.
"Nothing, Ye Chen didn't promise anyone anything, hahaha, hahahahahaha..."
Wang Yihan held up two fingers: "You have two chances left."
Wang Yihan took out her phone.
"Hahaha, really no, you must have seen it wrong." Wang Yumin said with an awkward smile.
"One more chance."
Wang Yihan dialed a number on her phone.
"Hello, Xiaohan, why do you have time to call me?"
A voice full of energy came from the other end of the phone.
