It had always been Han Yeming and her quarreling. Previously, someone had asked Han Yeming, "Tell me honestly, do you like that woman, Tang Yuxin?"

Han Yeming laughed loudly as if he had heard a big joke. "Am I wrong? You said that I like that woman. Do your eyes grow on the soles of your feet? What kind of woman do I, Han Yeming, want? Will I like a woman who wants nothing if I don't get it?" From the beginning to the end, Han Yeming didn't admit that he liked Tang Yuxin, but ...