"Shao Qian, calling so warmly?" Lan Liehuo listened to her calling his brother’s name and felt uncomfortable all over; when had she ever called him so tenderly?

She always used his full name!

Ye Yingsu looked utterly perplexed and asked, "What are you getting crazy about again?"

"Ye Yingsu, I’m asking you, do you still think about my brother, do you still love him?" Lan Liehuo approached her and questioned. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Ye Yingsu leaned back, her eyes flickering, but in Lan Liehuo’s eyes, this appeared as guilty.

No wonder she always found various ways to dislike him, various ways to avoid being with him; Lan Liehuo was always puzzled, thinking he wasn’t that bad. So it turned out she still thought about Young Master Lan.

"What’s so good about Young Master Lan? He’s already dead! Besides, even if he weren’t, is he better looking than me?" Lan Liehuo firmly gripped her arm.

"You two look exactly the same, how is there a difference in handsomeness?" Ye Yingsu stated bluntly.

"Who says he looks exactly the same as me? Are you blind? Look carefully, look at me!" Lan Liehuo pulled her up to make her look at his face.

"Lan Liehuo, what are you doing? It’s just cooking, why has it turned into so much drama? Stop shaking me; I’m getting dizzy."

Who says only women are unreasonable when angry, men can be too.

Lan Liehuo heard her saying she was dizzy and immediately stopped moving, but still held onto her, asking, "Did you open your eyes wide and look carefully? Do I look the same as Young Master Lan?"

Ye Yingsu wanted to cry; they clearly looked exactly the same, but they gave off different vibes. Young Master Lan lived up to his name, a gentle gentleman, while Lan Liehuo lived up to his name, like a blazing flame.

"Can you tell me what you want to do? I don’t want to play guessing games with you," Ye Yingsu forcefully shrugged off his arm.

"Do you love me now, or are you still treating me as Young Master Lan’s substitute?" Lan Liehuo stared at her.

Ye Yingsu, "..."

"Speak!"

"What on earth are you thinking? Are you always thinking about these useless things?" Ye Yingsu didn’t want to bother with his ridiculous question.

"If you don’t give me an answer today, I will..."

"You’ll what?"

"I won’t let you out of this room!" Lan Liehuo swiftly got up and, childishly, blocked the door.

Ye Yingsu was completely speechless, "Could you be more childish?"

Lan Liehuo turned to look at her, "My head was damaged once, so I’m naturally childish! Quickly tell me...if you don’t tell me the truth, I’ll tell everyone you took advantage of me when I was stupid and touched my JJ!"

"You..." Ye Yingsu quickly rushed forward to cover his mouth, to stop him from speaking nonsense.

If people found out, she’d lose face, but...wasn’t she doing this for him.

"Tell me! You love me, right? You don’t love Young Master Lan, right?" Lan Liehuo crouched down and hugged her, rubbing his head against her.

Pitiful like a puppy.

Ye Yingsu looked at this furry head, wanting to be angry but couldn’t.

"Yes!" Ye Yingsu reached out to touch his head; oh well, even if she didn’t want to admit it, her heart had already been fully occupied by this man.

"Shushu, I knew you loved me! Shushu, you have to love me always, I will be good to your Baobao." Lan Liehuo kissed her lips.

"Can you let go now and let me go cook?" Ye Yingsu lowered her hand, a hint of awkwardness flashing across her face.