Lan Yun'e, with a single glance, saw through Yun Xiaomeng's thoughts. Perhaps due to some unknown psychological impulse, she intentionally puffed out her chest, making Yun Xiaomeng even more envious.,And Ye Fan smiled when he heard this. This little girl was truly thinking about him, wasn't she,Seeing Ye Fan and Yun Xiaomeng still immersed in contemplation, Lan Xianzi felt a wave of dejection wash over her, and she couldn't help but question her own talents.。