"I'm Qin Mengyao, you damn bastard! Are you looking for a fight? Let go of me!" Qin Mengyao cursed at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan lamented inwardly, Damn it! I got the wrong person. How embarrassing. After all my careful planning, I never expected this Qin Mengyao to look so much like Qin Yanran.
On closer inspection, he realized they weren't that similar after all. Or rather, it wasn't that they were completely dissimilar; from the back, at least, their figures were alike, and they had similar facial features. However, Qin Mengyao was a strange combination of a tomboy and a goddess.
To put it simply, when she was active, she was a tomboy ready to throw punches and kicks. When she was calm, she was a gentle and elegant goddess. She could switch between the two personas at will. Ye Fan knew he had really screwed up this time.
