Gu Qiaoqiao's eyes widened.
She suddenly stood up.
Looking at the earnest Luo Fan, she pointed accusingly at his nose, without a second thought, "Luo Fan, how old are you to dare have designs on my little sister?"
Luo Fan was taken aback, then he too stood up, staring at Gu Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, I swear, I'm only one year older than Qin Yize."
One year older, twenty-three!
That still made a seven-year difference.
"That's not the same at all, Qin Yize and I are only three years apart, you're seven years apart, when you're in your thirties, my sister will just be over twenty."
"Gu Qiaoqiao, be reasonable, why don't you say, when Qianqian is eighteen, I'll only be twenty-five, is that old?"
Luo Fan couldn't help but laugh and cry, he certainly didn't accept Gu Qiaoqiao's reasoning.
"Even if that's not old, what if Qianqian falls for another boy her age?"
"I'd be happy for her, to have a beautiful romance during her youthful years, to marry the man she loves, I would bless her."
