This gratitude, Chen Mengying once again buried in her heart. She knew that she couldn't repay him at the moment, but when she finally had the ability to, she wouldn't forget this mischievous guy's help from behind the scenes.
Quietly coming out of the kitchen, looking from a distance at Xiaofan, who was laughing and chatting with those stylishly dressed beauties, Chen Mengying's mood was no longer so gloomy. He was Ye Xiaofan, the Ye Xiaofan who had never changed.
And Xiaofan didn't know what Fei said to Chen Mengying. That was just his character; some things didn't need to be explicitly stated because he didn't want Chen Mengying to feel indebted to him. He merely did an ordinary thing to help a friend, nothing noble as he felt.
"Hey, you guys chat. I'll take a look around." Having been at the job for a while, Xiaofan wanted to stretch his muscles.
