"It's all that Yang Ling's doing!"
Ivan still held onto Ye Chen tightly, wailing as he spoke.
"What?"
Ye Chen paused his actions.
Looking at Ivan's arm, Ye Chen was filled with questions.
"She, she sharpened her nails and then poked me."
Ivan said.
"She poked you with her nails for no reason, was she bored? Did you offend her somehow?"
Ye Chen gave Ivan a suspicious look.
This guy didn't seem like an easy one; surely he got caught sneaking a peek while she was showering or something, otherwise why poke only you and not me?
While thinking about this, he saw Yang Ling's figure slowly appear at the doorway.
Wang Yihan, feeling sympathetic towards Ivan's pitiable state, saw Yang Ling approaching and quickly went over to pull her aside.
"Yang Ling, why did you make Ivan look like this?"
Wang Yihan whispered.
Yang Ling pursed her lips, staring intently at Ivan who was clinging to Ye Chen, but her expression was blank.
"Didn't this guy tell you about what he did himself?"
