Le Yu said, "I'm a man; I understand the implication in his words all too well."
"Didn't you tell him you're not me?" Lin Gantang asked.
"At first, I didn't get the chance to say anything, and just when I was about to tell him, he suddenly went on the offensive, so I... replied a few times, which is why I still haven't deleted him."
Lin Gantang: So you decided to play along with him first?
"I even thought you didn't give Mr. Wen's phone number to him because you had some feelings for him, sheesh, that scared me," Le Yu said.
Lin Gantang was speechless for a moment: "My husband's number isn't something I can just give out randomly, is it? Otherwise, how many people would harass him? If it weren't for the trust I have in you as my friend, I wouldn't have given it to you either."
Looking back, Le Yu realized that his life had changed from that of a carefree rich second-generation to a penniless worker, and it seemed to have started with Wen Yanqing's phone number.
