Si Fuqing nodded.
A few seconds later, she spoke slowly, "Third Senior Sister, could you please refrain from using such crude terms."
"It's a fact," Yue Jian shrugged, "His medical skills are excellent. Little junior sister, you can rest assured."
Si Fuqing looked thoughtfully at Lu Xingheng.
Her gaze was too direct, and Lu Xingheng couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
He lifted his chin slightly. "Is there something you need?"
"Well, I have a younger sister whose boyfriend disappeared," Si Fuqing approached, adapting easily, "You look a lot like her lost boyfriend. Would you like to go home with her?"
Yuejian: "..."
For the first time, Lu Xingheng was taken aback. "What?"
"You see, this is my younger sister," Si Fuqing took out a photo of Yu Tang, casual yet deliberate, "She's very cute, a little angel. Wouldn't you feel sorry for her if her boyfriend went missing and she kept crying?"
