In fact, not only did Liu Yan not want others to know, Ye Zihao also didn't want a third person to know.
Why?
Because if other people knew about it, what would happen if this ambiguous misunderstanding spread to Yang Ruobing?
Therefore, of course, the fewer people who know about ambiguous misunderstandings like this, the better.
"Yi Zihao! You can't swear like this!" Liu Yan shook his head and said.
"What? It's not okay to swear like this? Girl! Then how do you want me to swear?"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao became a little puzzled.
"I want you to swear that if a third person finds out, you will be responsible for my innocence!" Liu Yan ordered with a serious look on his face.
"Responsible for your innocence? Sister, how do you want to be responsible?" Ye Zihao was a little surprised.
"It's easy! Marry me!"
Liu Yan took the opportunity to "threaten" and said.
"This...this!!"
Suddenly, Liu Yan's request put Zi Hao in a bit of a dilemma, because he was already married to Yang Ruobing. If he married again, wouldn't it be bigamy?
At this time, Liu Yan saw that he was a little embarrassed, so he pretended to be pitiful and started sobbing.
"Woo!"
"I...my life is really miserable! Being looked down upon like that just now, in ancient times, I would have been caught and put in a pig cage."
Liu Yan said deliberately and simply resorted to the "bitter meat trick", but she had just wet herself, and there was water in her eyes, which looked like tears.
You know, Ye Zihaotian is not afraid of anything. In addition to being afraid of his wife, he is also afraid of women crying.
When he saw Liu Yan crying, he suddenly panicked.
"Sister! Don't cry, I...I swear, is this okay?"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao felt intimidated.
"Okay! You...you swear! If you don't swear, I...I will...wuwu!wuwu!"
After saying that, Liu Yan pretended to cry again.
"Don't... don't cry! I swear!"
Ye Zihao quickly reminded him.
Immediately afterwards, he raised three fingers again, and then swore to God and said: "If I, Ye Zihao, let the third person know what happened just now, I...I will marry Liu Yan! If I violate it, God will strike with thunder.
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"Huh! You're the one!"
A strange smile appeared at the corner of Liu Yan's mouth, and he secretly rejoiced.
Although she knew that Ye Zihao would never tell a third person about it, Ye Zihao's beautiful lie about marrying herself sounded full of fantasy.
And women, who doesn’t like fantasy? Liu Yan is no exception!
"Sister! You... you swim first, I... I'm going to buy something!! I'll come back later!"
Ye Zihao didn't want to stay any longer to avoid embarrassment, so he said something deceptive.
"Yi Zihao! You can leave, but don't take the opportunity to run away. You have seen this beautiful body. Isn't it too much to treat me to dinner tonight?"
Liu Yan took the opportunity to "blackmail" and said.
"No... not too much!!"
Ye Zihao could only agree awkwardly.
"Then go ahead! I'll swim for a while and then go eat!!" Liu Yan was then willing to let Ye Zihao go.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zihao left the scene in despair.
Soon, he landed on the first floor. When he went downstairs, he realized that he had walked too fast and forgot to take cigarettes, so he found a convenience store to buy cigarettes.
And when he just entered the convenience store, he saw a middle-aged man preparing to check out.
The middle-aged man took out a 100-dollar bill and gave it to the clerk. When the clerk took the 100-dollar bill and passed it through the currency detector, the machine rang.
Forehead?
The clerk was stunned for a moment, and then passed the cash through the machine again, but the currency detector still rang.
"Sir! Could you please change it?"
The clerk didn't directly say it was counterfeit money, but said it tactfully.
"Damn! What do you mean? Do you think this is counterfeit money? You are the fucking fake!!"
Originally, the clerk thought that the middle-aged man would cooperate, but what he never expected was that the middle-aged man actually became angry.
"Sir! I...I didn't say it was fake, but I asked you to change it!" the clerk explained and said.
"Since it's not fake, what the hell do you want me to change for? I'll change it for your mother!"
The middle-aged man cursed very angrily.
"Sir! You'd better change it to another one!" the clerk continued to persuade.
"Damn! It's your turn! If you don't accept it, I'll buy it from another store."
The middle-aged man glared at him and then prepared to leave.
However, the clerk said, "Sir, don't leave! Those are counterfeit coins, I have to call the police!"
As soon as he heard the alarm, the middle-aged man became angry.
"What the hell! You just said clearly that this was not a counterfeit currency, and now you say you want to call the police. What the hell are you doing? I'll beat you to death!"
Say it!
The middle-aged man reached out and punched the clerk.
As a result, the clerk was caught off guard and received a punch, which made his nose bleed.
"Sir! You...how can you hit someone?"
The clerk cursed angrily.
"What's wrong with hitting you? Who told you to talk nonsense!" The middle-aged man cursed angrily.
Having said that, he still wanted to continue taking action.
However, at this moment, Ye Zihao suddenly shouted loudly, "Stop!!"
Forehead?
Suddenly, the middle-aged man was startled, then turned around and saw a strange man appearing in front of him.
"You brat! What the hell do you want to do? Nosy? If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
The middle-aged man was very arrogant and cursed angrily.
"Uncle!"
"People suspect that your 100 yuan is counterfeit money, and they are just asking you to cooperate with the police. Do you think you can beat them?"
Ye Zihao asked coldly with a dark face.
"Damn it! You're the fucking fake. I'm warning you, don't meddle in other people's business, or I'll kill you!"
The middle-aged man glared at Ye Zihao fiercely, and he looked like a gangster.
"Hmph! I didn't want to interfere at first, but you are too arrogant. You will be unlucky if you meet me now!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao rushed forward, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with one hand, and lifted him up with one hand.
"Let...let me go!! Who...are you...?"
The middle-aged man's neck was strangled, and his face suddenly became difficult to breathe.
"I am your uncle!!"
After saying that, Ye Zihao slapped the middle-aged man's face left and right with his other hand.
"Papa!!"
"Crack!"
For a moment, both sides of the middle-aged man's cheeks were swollen and red, and his palms were clearly visible.
At this time, the middle-aged man was so slapped that his eyes were filled with stars, and he couldn't see what was going on.
"Brother, spare your life! Spare your... life!"
The middle-aged man struggled to say a word of begging for mercy.