Chapter 392
Ye Tong walked helplessly to Yang Fan’s side, grabbed his ear, and whispered, "What conspiracy are you and Little Mother cooking up this time? Locking us together, then turning cooked rice into a done deal?"
"Ouch... sister-in-law, gentler, please, it hurts." Yang Fan grimaced in pain.
"Spill it now!"
Yang Fan whispered, "This was Little Mother’s idea, she’s really breaking her back for our sakes. Do we even need any schemes for our relationship now? Hasn’t this already naturally progressed? But since Little Mother suggested it, what else can I do but follow along? Otherwise, it would blatantly look suspicious."
Ye Tong glanced at Yang Fan with displeasure and let go of his hand, "So what do you suggest we do now?"
"Should I make a move while you resist?" Yang Fan tentatively asked.
Ye Tong nodded, leaned close to Yang Fan’s ear, and whispered, "Let’s just fool Little Mother for now. She must be eavesdropping outside at this moment! A few feigned shouts should suffice."
"To make our act more convincing, sister-in-law, you should go ask Little Mother to open the door now," Yang Fan reminded.
"Oh right," Ye Tong nodded.
After that, she quickly walked over, her right hand clamping the towel wrapped around her, and started banging on the bathroom door shouting, "Little Mother, open the door, stop this nonsense! I am really getting angry!"
There was not a peep from outside, not even the slightest sound.