Yan Nan was extremely troubled.
Because he found that every time he engaged in a battle of wits with Dongfang Sansan, he always ended up in this kind of dilemma.
Just like this time, if Fang Che were to die, wouldn't Dongfang Sansan feel upset? That's certainly a given, because as far as it appears, Fang Che is a key piece he's nurturing.
Wouldn't he feel upset if Fang Che died?
But the problem is... Damn it, Fang Che is my man! No matter how upset you are, Dongfang Sansan, it's not as upsetting as it is for me. Plus, if you discover this in the future, you'll end up being incredibly happy!
But I will continue to feel upset! And suffer your ridicule.
Damn it...
Yan Nan paced back and forth with a dark face, wondering what to do.
Then he suddenly realized that the best response to this matter, knowing the significant hidden worry, was surprisingly to ignore it!
But since he knew about it, how could he possibly ignore it?
Yan Nan furrowed his brows for a long time.
