Ye Yi, who was silently waiting outside the restaurant, glanced at Liu Ruyin in annoyance and secretly spat, “Vixen!”
This vixen actually wanted to hold a birthday party for the President?
You Don’t even know when the President’s birthday is, right? HMPH!
The president’s real birthday had long been personally celebrated by Miss Ning. You could only miss one, the fake birthday announced by the Bai family, HMPH!
The More Ye Yi thought about it, the angrier he got. He could not help but complain to ye Si who was beside him, “Why would the president take a fancy to that ugly vixen? How is that Vixen one-in-a-million like Miss Ning?”
Ye Si was expressionless. “Who said the president took a fancy to her?”
Ye Yi: “Then why didn’t he bring her back from Italy? Why did he bring her back to the Bai family for a meal? and... He even gave her food! Isn’t that indirectly kissing?”
Ye Si snorted coldly. “Besides food, do you think the president moved his chopsticks?”
