asn't very old, her figure was well-proportioned and tantalizingly curvaceous. Being held in Fang Liucheng's embrace, Ye Feimo turned her head and glared at Wen Nuan with renewed intensity."Fan girl!"...t sank. He felt even more embarrassed in front of everyone. He had already anticipated what the boss would say: "I'm sorry for hurting your delicate heart" or something like that. He was about to cry....