"What is there to say and what is not to say? Being so hesitant is not like your personality. Just say what you think, do I stop you from speaking?" Han Yun said speechlessly, looking at her startled best friend.
"Hehe." Mo Yihan chuckled sheepishly, "It's just that my idea is a bit bold, I'm afraid you'll hear it and break off our friendship!"
"Since it's so serious, then don't say it!" Han Yun said immediately upon hearing this.
"..." Mo Yihan almost choked.
Seeing Mo Yihan's constipated expression, Han Yun frowned, "Then you'd better say it!"
She was a little curious at this moment. Why would Mo Yihan be afraid of her breaking off their friendship just for an idea?
Wasn't the phrasing a bit exaggerated? She knew her best friend's personality. She was outspoken, bold, and sometimes said things that were a bit inappropriate.
But even so, she had never had any reservations. Why was she worried this time?
"Promise me, even if I say it, you won't break off our friendship!" Mo Yihan asked tentatively.
"Say it, I'll just treat it as you farting!" Han Yun said indifferently.
"Disgusting, then I won't say it!" Mo Yihan pouted.
"Then don't say it!" Han Yun said nonchalantly, but based on her understanding of her best friend, she wouldn't be able to hold back.
As expected, after less than two minutes, Mo Yihan couldn't help but say, "Since your boyfriend has more than one girlfriend, why don't I join in the fun and introduce your boyfriend to me as my boyfriend? That way, wouldn't our relationship be even closer?"
"You..." Han Yun was stunned, her teeth itching with anger, her whole body trembling, "I consider you my best friend, but you want to cuckold me! Mo Yihan, are you even human?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiao Yun, I was wrong. Just pretend I didn't say anything." Mo Yihan apologized repeatedly upon seeing Han Yun's reaction.
Just then, Han Yun's tone changed, "However, your suggestion can be considered."
"Uh, ah? You agree?" Mo Yihan was stunned by Han Yun's response. She could consider it? Was this still her best friend Han Yun? How did she suddenly become so generous about this kind of thing?
"I said I would consider it, but I haven't decided whether to agree in the end!" Han Yun glared at Mo Yihan discontentedly. "Didn't you say my boyfriend is a scumbag? Why do you still want to get involved?"
"Whether it's being scammed by this scumbag or that scumbag, since I'm destined to be scammed by a scumbag, I might as well find a better one. At least, Yang Feilong was verified by you himself!" Mo Yihan admitted frankly.
Alright, that was her idea.
To be honest, Yang Feilong's appearance, demeanor, talent, and strength, tsk tsk, were all things that made her, an older woman, quite fond of him.
It was just that she previously thought that he and her best friend were in love, so she dared not express this idea. Now that she knew Yang Feilong's romantic history seemed to be very rich, she had such a wild and bold idea!
After all, her relationship with Han Yun was extremely good. They were best friends who often slept together. She had touched her steamed buns, and Han Yun had touched her white steamed buns.
Children from their prominent families were used to a man having multiple women, so they were not averse to it. It was just that before, they didn't think anyone was qualified to have both of them, two beautiful, fair-skinned, long-legged, and elegant great beauties.
This was not their overconfidence, but they truly had the proud capital!
You must know that among the upper class of Qinglan City, they were called the peerless twin flowers of Qinglan City!
Of course, Lou Yimo's appearance was not inferior to theirs, but she came from an ordinary background, and after growing up, she went to Blue Sea City to study, so fewer people knew about her. Of course, even if the upper-class people of Qinglan City had seen her, they wouldn't have reached the level of the two women. The reason was the family background.
Han Yun naturally understood Mo Yihan's helpless words. After all, people from prominent families were often not in control of their own destinies.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have pestered Yang Feilong when she knew he had a girlfriend. Of course, she was also attracted to Yang Feilong and fell in love with him.
Mo Yihan's willingness to be scammed by Yang Feilong indirectly showed the charm of the person she liked. She knew that although Mo Yihan was outspoken, her standards were always very high.
"Then when can you consider it?" Mo Yihan asked tentatively.
"Are you that impatient?" Han Yun said with a helpless smile.
"Ahem, isn't this urgent?" Mo Yihan chuckled dryly, "After all, you know that my family has already agreed to the Lin family's proposal, and I will be engaged to that Lin Wushuang soon. If it's any later, it will be too late!"
"At least I have to meet Yang Feilong and ask about the situation!" Han Yun said with a wry smile.
"What situation are you asking about?" Mo Yihan asked, confused.
"Ask him how many girlfriends he actually has!" Han Yun said, spreading her hands.
"What does that have to do with what we're talking about?" Mo Yihan asked with a puzzled look.
"If he has many girlfriends, one more won't matter, and one less won't matter. If you join, it will also help me!" Han Yun said.
"If he has few, then you won't introduce him to me?" Mo Yihan said, sounding a little disappointed.
"Yes! For example, if he only has one girlfriend besides me, then I must be crazy to bring you in!" Han Yun said honestly.
"You... are you still a good sister!" Mo Yihan grumbled with a displeased pout.
"I am a good sister! But can good sisters easily share boyfriends?" Han Yun retorted.
Mo Yihan: "..."
"Let's just say, if he has fewer than three girlfriends, you'll find another way or marry Lin Wushuang. If he has more than three, I don't mind you joining! Anyway, there are already so many, so one more won't make a difference! At least you can be my helper if you join!" Han Yun said.
"Xiao Yun, you've changed. You used to love me so much, but now you treat me as a tool, a tool to fight for favor!" Mo Yihan said with a lost expression.
"..."
"Then what if he happens to have exactly three girlfriends?" Mo Yihan suddenly thought of something.
"Uh, three?" Mo Yihan was stunned.
It seemed she had only mentioned fewer than three and more than three before, not exactly three.
"If there are three, then we'll play rock-paper-scissors. If you win, you can join. If you lose, then I'm sorry!" Han Yun said after thinking for a moment.
"Deciding with rock-paper-scissors, isn't that too childish?" Mo Yihan said cautiously.
"You think it's too childish, then come up with a suitable method?" Han Yun said impatiently.
"Then how about comparing sizes?" Mo Yihan blinked her eyes.
"Comparing sizes? Drawing cards?" Han Yun was stunned, then nodded. It seemed acceptable.
"Not drawing cards to compare sizes, but directly comparing chest sizes!" Mo Yihan said tentatively.
"..." Han Yun was so angry. Mo Yihan, you're going too far!
Do you believe I won't give you any chance at all?
Han Yun's own size was already not small, but there was always someone better. Compared to Mo Yihan, she had to bow down and admit defeat!