Ji Liangchen was silent for a moment, then laughed with his shoulders trembling.
"Miss Yan, listening to you, I don't feel comforted at all; it feels more like being dumped by you."
"Ah..."
Yan Xiaye lowered her head dejectedly, and muttered, "You know I didn't mean it that way."
"Yes, because I know, it makes me feel even more indignant." A playful smile reappeared on his lips, Ji Liangchen sighed softly, "Even if it's only as a reference, can you tell me, compared to Second Master Li, am I utterly not worth considering?"
"It's not like that." Yan Xiaye looked up at him without thinking, and murmured softly, "Mr. Ji, I know you're an excellent man. If I have to say it, it's actually that I'm not good enough for you."
"Although you say so, you still rejected me mercilessly."
