The decision of who would impersonate Ye Chen had not been complicated.
Rather, it had been… forced upon her.
Initially, Zhang Xulin had no intention of taking that role. In fact, she had quietly assumed Yang Qingxi would handle it. After all, she knows her young miss treats Ye Chen like her enemy.
Who could be more familiar with a person?
Is it their friend? Family? Or lover?
Nope, none of them.
The one who knows a person best is their enemy.
Because of this, she felt Miss Yang was far more suited to imitate someone like Ye Chen.
However, that assumption lasted less than a minute.
"I refuse."
Yang Qingxi had said it flatly, without hesitation.
The reason was simple.
Although she could imitate his voice, his posture, and even his attitude to a certain degree.
But—
That smile.
That twisted, slightly tilted smirk that curved like a strange logo—half mocking, half arrogant, and entirely irritating.
There's no way she could do it.
More importantly, she didn't want to.
