Coward

You You's lips curled into a faint smile, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Auntie Hong, he…"

She couldn't explain herself. She and Chun Yucheng were really innocent.

"Hello, Auntie Hong. My name is Chun Yucheng."

Chun Yucheng didn't give You You a chance to deny it. He put on the middle-aged woman's favorite fawning smile and extended his right hand to Auntie Hong.

"Chun, Chun Yucheng? You're good, you're good, you're good. Looking at the sensible Chun Yucheng, Auntie Hong smiled brightly and reached out to hold his hand." Not bad, young man. Not bad."

You You's fiancé was more talkative than her previous boyfriend. He was not bad.

".."

You You looked at Chun Yucheng and Auntie Hong, who were talking, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Did she say anything?

She had not said anything, so why did Auntie Hong think that Chun Yucheng was her fiancé?