At that moment, Huo Mengyao laughed and said, "Qingyin, it's rare to hear you praise him. Usually, I always hear you scolding him. Hearing you praise him now, I'm really not used to it."
"He deserves the scolding—what can I say if he's so despicable and shameless?" Fan Qingyin hummed. "But, that being said, the guy does have some skills. Sister Mengyao, you better train him well in the future, or you'll have a hard time."
Train him?
Ye Haochuan was speechless inside. Do I really look so useless that I need you women to train me? I'd be the one training you women, more like!
Huo Mengyao laughed, "Even Xiao Haimei, the young mistress of the Xiao Family, couldn't be trained properly by me, so how could I train him? If you ask me, you're best friends with the Xiao Family's young mistress and, from the sound of it, she doesn't mind sharing a husband with you, so why not just join in and help us train him together?"