C118 Tortoise Shell

"Chen Yue, cut the act of trying to drive a wedge between us. We simply cannot meet your demands today," Yang Hanshuang finally retorted, unable to contain herself. Shen Chen gave a wry smile. Why did she have to intervene? Silence would have been better. Let Chen Yue say his piece; responding only gave him ammunition.

Indeed, no sooner had Yang Hanshuang spoken than Chen Yue burst into laughter