Pan Yang took another step back. This kid was amazing. Seeing Ye Duan say this, the people around him naturally didn't want to interfere. Besides, everyone knew that Yun's son was treated like a treasure by Yun's father.

Ye Duan rubbed his lower back and looked at Pan Yang with a somewhat helpless tone: "Alright, since you don't want to be friends with me, I can't force you. It's just a pity, I feel like you really need someone to keep you company."

"..." Pan Yang really wanted to applaud this person. He was so amazing, so eloquent! But he couldn't say a word and felt very frustrated.

"Ye Duan, since you're pestering Young Master Yun like this, I don't want to admit you're a member of the Ye family." A male voice came over.

The man was dressed in a black suit, and his face was quite stunning to Pan Yang. However, no matter who you are, I just hope you stay away from me. It's so tiring and annoying.

"Ye Zhouyang, I was just chatting casually with Young Master Yun, why are you mocking me like this?" Ye Duan frowned at the man, looking humiliated but still resolute.

001: "Hidden character detected, Ye Zhouyang."

Pan Yang's eyes lit up. "Well, since it's Zhou Yang, I might as well try to pester him a little." With that thought, he walked a few steps to Ye Zhou Yang's side and put his arm around the man's arm.

Ye Zhouyang was somewhat surprised by Pan Yang's action, but he did not push him away. Instead, he looked at Ye Duan with a smile on his face and said, "Am I wrong? Wasn't the way you were just now being persistent?"

Pan Yang nodded silently, then took out a bracelet from his pocket and put it on Zhou Yang.

Ye Duan gritted his teeth as he looked at the two of them, then maintained his smile: "It was my fault. I apologize to Young Master Yun. Since that's the case, I'll be leaving now. Happy birthday, Young Master Yun."

Looking at him, all Pan Yang could think was, "Get out of here! Get out of here already!" If only he could speak, he could curse at him, saying, "What a piece of trash!"

"Ha." Ye Zhouyang suddenly chuckled. When Pan Yang looked at him, he saw Ye Zhouyang covering his mouth with his hand, as if to hide the fact that he had just laughed.

Pan Yang: He just laughed, right? What was he laughing at? What was so funny? Is Zhou Yang out of his mind? It's okay, it's okay, even so I still love him.

001: "..." Suddenly I feel that it's better for the host to speak, instead of having such a rich inner monologue.

Ye Zhouyang raised an eyebrow at Pan Yang and shook the bracelet on his wrist: "Is this for me?"

Pan Yang nodded expressionlessly. "Of course it's for you. It's a token of our love. Who else would I give it to? I can't give it to that mentally challenged Ye Duan, can I? Hmm, I'll have to think of a way to kill Ye Duan next time."

Ye Zhouyang gasped, silently pulling his arm out of Huan Yang's arms. He looked Huan Yang up and down, and asked somewhat uncertainly, "You like me?"

Pan Yang nodded again.

“But I don’t like you,” Ye Zhouyang continued. “Besides, we don’t have much interaction. Young Master Yun, you have to give me a reason.”

Pan Yang took out his phone and typed, "Do you need a reason to like me?" He actually asked me why I liked him! He even said he didn't like me, but that's okay, as long as I like him.

Ye Zhouyang looked at the words on his phone and coughed twice: "In that case, how about we go out for a stroll together tomorrow?" He remembered that the young master of the Yun family rarely went out, so how could he dare to agree to that? He was just trying to make him back down.

However, the person in front of him was not the original owner, but Pan Yang.

Pan Yang blinked and quickly typed: "Okay, are you coming to pick me up or what?"

Ye Zhouyang remained silent for a moment, as if resigned to his fate: "I'll come to pick you up."

"Add me your contact information." After typing, Pan Yang shoved the phone into Ye Zhouyang's hand.

Upon seeing this, Ye Zhouyang saved his number and added Green Bubble as well.

Pan Yang nodded in satisfaction. He then spent almost the entire birthday banquet with Ye Zhouyang, and it was quite late when the banquet ended.

Just as I was about to go to sleep, Yun's father stopped me.

"Son, how are you feeling today?" Yun's father asked with a hint of anticipation.

Pan Yang typed: "Very good."

Looking at Fan Yang's expressionless face and the words on the phone screen, Yun's father thought, "This doesn't look like a good thing at all."

"Tell me who upset you. You're the young master of the Yun family." Father Yun said sternly, then looked at Pan Yang as if he had just remembered something: "Did Ye Zhouyang from the Ye family bully you? I knew it! There's not a single good person in the Ye family! They actually have the right to bully you!"

Pan Yang looked at Yun's father. "Wait, how did this person think Ye Zhouyang would bully me?" He quickly typed, "He didn't bully me. I've taken a liking to him."

"He didn't bully you, that's good, that's good." Mr. Yun breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly realized something was wrong. He glanced at the words on his phone again, his face filled with shock: "What? You've fallen for him? Son, you can't let him fool you! He's just good-looking, right!"

"It's okay, I just like his face." Pan Yang typed expressionlessly. Do you think I'm that shallow?

Yun's father was now in a dilemma. He remained silent for a long time before saying, "I'll find you other handsome men. There are definitely some better looking than him, but son, we can't be so superficial."

“He’s rich.” Pan Yang typed again.

“That’s true. His family is rich. If nothing unexpected happens, the entire Ye family will be his. So it doesn’t seem like a bad deal.” Then, Yun’s father looked like he had come to terms with it and patted Huan Yang on the shoulder: “I support you. Go for it. Your father is here. At worst, Ye will break up when the weather gets cold.”

Pan Yang silently took a step back. He hadn't realized that the original owner's father was actually a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer. Oh well, he decided to go to sleep.

The next morning, Pan Yang received a message from Ye Zhouyang. He quickly changed his clothes and went out, where he happened to see Ye Zhouyang standing in front of his car waiting for him to come out.

Pan Yang strode over and, without hesitation, pulled open the passenger door and got in.

Ye Zhouyang raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything as he got into the driver's seat: "How about we go see a movie first, then go shopping at the mall?"

"Okay." Pan Yang tapped the text-to-speech function on his phone. Not being able to speak was such a hassle; he felt like his intelligence had plummeted.

The two then went to the cinema. Ye Zhouyang was a little overwhelmed by the newly released movies. He didn't watch these kinds of movies much before, so he didn't know which ones were good or bad.

Pan Yang glanced at them and then pointed to one of the movies.

Ye Zhouyang looked in that direction and saw the movie cover that Pan Yang was pointing to. It was hard to judge; a terrifying ghost face almost took up half the cover, and the background was blood red. It was obviously a horror movie.