However, Su Jiu pressed on. "She's your type, isn't she?"
Rong Si answered without thinking, "No."
"What?" Su Jiu glared at him with deliberate ferocity. "Are you saying my taste is bad?"
"…"
"Rong Si, do you like her type?!"
Rong Si helplessly looked at Su Jiu and chose to remain silent.
"Why aren't you saying anything? Could it be that you're agreeing? I knew it! Rong Si, you look like a real playboy. Tell me honestly. Did you fall for another girl behind my back? It must be. There are many beautiful sisters overseas!"
Rong Si winced. "Idiot."
"I'm concerned about your love life!"
Seeing how angry the girl was, Rong Si raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled.
He reached out to cup her small face in his hands. "Are you jealous?" he asked, his tone playful.
"I'm not," Su Jiu argued, looking uncomfortable.
"You're just jealous," Rong Si firmly said, his deep gaze fixed on her face.
