Chen Qian, Young Master Chen, felt inexplicably a little disappointed. This small county is so small, so small, but he had never met Yanyan until now. Such a person whose every move affects his mood... Silly Yanyan.
However, Chen Qian immediately cheered up. It's not too late to meet him now, isn't it?
Chen Qian raised his smile, smiled sweetly, and used his usual beauty trap.
Yan Yan, for the rest of my life... Please give me your advice.