It was all Shen Lanmeng's fault.

Shen Lanmeng leaned over and whispered in a bewitching voice, "Jiayuan, you're not thinking about how to pounce on him until he's eaten dry, are you?"

"I didn't!" Chen Jiayuan immediately righteously pushed Shen Lanmeng far away, "Do you think I'm like you?"

Only Shen Lanmeng clasped her fists and looked at Chen Jiayuan with a fox-like smile.

Chen Jiayuan's face turned red and white from her laughter. ...