He had just compared Meng Chuyuan to a treasure. Lu Jinsen thought that she was denying it because of modesty. He did not expect the second half of the sentence to be so unexpected that it almost made him doubt his life.
"Are you sure we're talking about the same person?" Lu Jinsen refused to believe that the words "little kid" could come out of Lu Qingye's mouth.
Meng Chuyuan smiled lightly. She put down the cup in her hand and said slowly, "How is it not the same person?"
"Little kid? How is that possible…" Lu Jinsen snorted and sneered. He tilted his head in disbelief and glanced at her. He said in disdain, "I think he treats you more like a smart person."
With Meng Chuyuan's personality, it was really difficult to imagine that the way he treated her had anything to do with words like the little kid.
"See, that's the big difference between you and him."
Lu Jinsen: "…"
