When Sang Hong came in, she saw Yao Ye sitting by the bed, surprisingly warming the hands of the patient, and she was a bit taken aback. She recalled having heard many stories about this junior brother of her husband from her husband Lao Ge's mouth. It was said that this man had a peach blossom face, and his charisma was beyond words. To avoid lovesick women, he often put on a face of deep disdain to keep women at a distance. In other words, his personality wasn't particularly endearing to women, but he was quite famous among men.
The peach blossom-faced Yao Ye was actually a real man.
But when Sang Hong first saw Yao Ye, she didn't believe it, because Yao Ye was truly too bewitching.
"Yao Ziye?" Sang Hong called softly as she walked over.
Yao Ye had achieved outstanding results shortly after graduation, standing out among many of his peers. But Sang Hong always wondered if this man's promotion had come from his good looks.
