As Chen Yunfan crossed the front courtyard, the wide smile on his face inexplicably erupted into laughter.
It was the kind of laugh that made him clutch his stomach.
Chun Ying looked at him in confusion. "Young Master, what are you...?"
But when she caught the household servants and personal guards of the Marquis's Mansion glancing over, she quickly changed her tone to remind him, "Young Master, please stop laughing. It's unbecoming of your station."
But Chen Yunfan couldn't stop. Tears streamed down his face as he clutched his stomach, managing to explain between gasps of laughter.
"I just... HAHA... remembered something hilarious... HAHA..."
'Oh, Brother Yi, Brother Yi. So you sent someone to mess with me.'
'Well, one good turn deserves another. Now we're even.'
Chun Ying still didn't understand, but she knew that if she didn't stop him, others would start to gossip about him.
