"Nope. I've made myself clear. Next time at the Datang meeting, I'll show you how fierce this little missy can be!" Xiao Su pouted, her face filled with bluster.
"I beg you, milady, to spare me!" Yang Ping made a mock kowtow gesture.
Xiao Su gleamed with satisfaction. "Fine. Since you're pleading so sincerely, I'll wait for now."
"I have a question. You said you've never made a mistake before. What does that mean?" Xiao Su's face fell.
Having just been overflowing with laughter, she was now suddenly serious.
"What? What do you mean?" Yang Ping was completely confused.
Xiao Su cooed like a shrew, "Tell the truth, your quirky measurement technique never messed up; how many have you measured?"
So this was what she meant. Yang Ping was relieved but somewhat embarrassed. He'd never been in a relationship before. In university, he was too shy to even chat with girls close by. At times, he had doubted whether the university he attended was even authentic compared to others.
