When Ya Zhi mentioned it, Ming Ge couldn't help but recall a historical drama featuring her once-idolized male god, who despite being a handsome youth in his prime, had to act opposite a lady in her sixties playing the female lead, and had to do so without changing his expression—even affectionately calling the granny heroine "lass..."
Forced to do business.
Poor male god.
Ming Ge curved her lips into a smile, trying to hold back her laughter.
Ya Zhi continued, "Height?"
Ming Ge replied, "172 centimeters."
"Weight?"
"49 kg."
"Measurements?"
"..."
It's said that a woman's weight is a secret never to be told.
But at this moment, it was completely exposed.
Ya Zhi and Ming Ge went back and forth with questions and answers. Ming Ge didn't hold back, conceal, or lie about anything; she answered whatever was asked.
