Ye Mufan looked at Ye Wanwan and suddenly smiled. “Sister, although it was always me who bullied you when we were young… Brother spoiled you so much when we grew up. Back when you were in junior high, you liked that guy in your class, what’s his name again… Oh, right, Li Ailun! You gave him a love letter, but I came across it… Didn’t I keep it a secret from our parents? If I told our parents back then, you should know the consequences you would’ve faced.”
A hurricane surged inside Ye Wanwan’s mind when she heard Ye Mufan. She didn’t remember any of this…
“You told me not to tell anyone! I haven’t told a single soul! I swear!” Ye Mufan vehemently swore.
“Is that so…” Ye Wanwan tried her best to conceal her panic.
“Of course! Back then, you kept calling ‘Brother Ailun, Brother Ailun.’ You called him so much more affectionately than you did with me… I confiscated that love letter, and it’s inside my room. I’ve kept it until now,” Ye Mufan teased with a smile.
“Where’s the love letter?” Ye Wanwan immediately asked.
“Didn’t I say? It’s at home inside my room,” Ye Mufan answered.
“Okay.” Ye Wanwan nodded and stood up. “Let’s go home.”
“Eh? Hold on, why are we going home? I still have work!” Ye Mufan instantly objected.
“Get the love letter.” Ye Wanwan didn’t give Ye Mufan time to resist and grabbed his arms.
Soon, Ye Wanwan and Ye Mufan drove to the Ye home.
Although Ye Mufan found Ye Wanwan’s weirdness today a bit odd, he didn’t think too deeply about it. She was a girl, after all. They were always mercurial like this…
Inside Ye Mufan’s room, Ye Wanwan watched him searching his room everywhere and asked, “Did you find it…?”
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