Eveleigh’s Debut

After listening to Li Qing, Chen Zhao glanced at Ethan.

"What are you two talking about? Can you not speak in Chinese?" Ethan complained.

Chen Zhao turned toward him. "Are you sure you want to know what we're talking about?"

"Bullsh*t. If you speak Chinese before me again, we're over."

"You're sick," Chen Zhao said.

"Huh? I'm sick? With what? Why don't I feel anything?"

"Did you not use protection?"

Ethan's expression grew uncomfortable. "Most of the time…" he stammered.

"That means you sometimes don't use condoms, right?"

"Uh… What did I get?"

"I'll prescribe some medicine and you'll be fine in a few days," Chen Zhao said. "But if you run out to play before I say you're better, you can be limp for the rest of your life."

"Okay, okay. Give me the medicine."

Ethan might not listen to Li Qing, but he would definitely listen to Chen Zhao.