As he let He Mengxue go, Chen Yan had already bowed his head to start dealing with the affairs of several companies.
All of a sudden, upon hearing He Mengxue say that, he was startled for a moment and looked up curiously, asking, "Why?"
He Mengxue gazed at Chen Yan with something reminiscent in her eyes, "Because, you look a lot like someone I know."
Chen Yan was surprised for a moment.
In this world, there was someone else as handsome, elegant, and charming as him?
He couldn't help asking, "Who?"
Hearing Chen Yan's question, the reminiscence in He Mengxue's eyes disappeared immediately, replaced by a hint of mischief.
She seductively threw a flirtatious look at Chen Yan and said, "Like my future husband."
"I dream about him every night~"
Chen Yan: ....
Ah. That lethal flirtation of hers. Always catches me off guard.
Chen Yan truly wanted to crack open this woman's skull to see how her brain wires were connected to come up with such greasy, cheesy lines!
