"Did you hear that? Ruan Yang said I'm way better than you." Li Shaobin felt a little better inside. He subconsciously lifted his chin up. "You just look like you're a good person. I might've had fun and fought since I was young, but I can make money and I don't have a fiance or a wife. I'm also not involved in any scandals. You, on the other hand—is having a lot of women around you something to boast about?"
Xin Ziao ignored him directly. He cast his gaze on Ruan Yang, who was behind Li Shaobin, with a faint sense of pain shining in his eyes. "Ruan Yang, I clearly understand what kind of person you are and what kind of man you like. He isn't someone you would like at all. Stop using him to spite me."
Ruan Yang frowned. When Li Shaobin saw how Xin Ziao had just ignored him, he was so angry that he wanted to use his fists again. However, a soft and gentle hand held him back.
