Su Yan felt that he finally regained the upper hand, and started to speak with more pride.
"Look at my skin, how tender and hydrated it feels. I can easily pass as a student because I regularly take care of my skin. Now look at you—if you let your stubble grow out, you'd perfectly fit the image of a middle-aged uncle. If your face weren't decent, Ruanruan, and I going out together, I wouldn't worry that someone might mistake you for Ruanruan's grandfather."
"Let me tell you, my Ruanruan can't be like you. My little princess has to be delicate from a young age. Forget it, a rough guy like you wouldn't understand. Just don't haphazardly buy some skin care products and roughen up my daughter's delicate skin. I'll take care of Ruanruan's skin care. Later on, you should learn from me, and take good care of Ruanruan's skin." As he spoke, he pinched Ruanruan's tender, chubby cheeks, which felt really good to the touch.
