"If you're jealous, just be jealous, don't be so passive-aggressive." Who couldn't hear the sourness in his words?
Yin Shixiu reached out and grabbed her hand,
"I really didn't expect... Rong Jing actually has taken a liking to you."
Su Xiaomeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly said,
"How could that be? You're overthinking it. I think with someone like Rong Jing, there's truly no woman he would fancy."
"That's why I'm saying... I never expected it."
"..."
Su Xiaomeng fixed her gaze on Yin Shixiu, her eyes unwavering, "What do you mean, huh?"
Yin Shixiu laughed,
"Nothing really, just a middle-age crisis."
"Pfft? Middle-age crisis? You?"
Yin Shixiu raised his head slightly, with a deep smile in his eyes as he looked at Su Xiaomeng, who appeared ready to laugh, tightened his grip, and nodded,
"Yeah."
"Could you stop being funny? Thirty-five, in your prime..."
"In your prime of a middle-age crisis."
