His gaze, however, was directed at the distance, as if he was the proud and untamed man from when they first met, "In one's life, there will always be a few confidantes. But the more similar the people are, the less suitable they'll be for each other. The charm of love lies in its uncertainty and collisions. Men and women, in essence, are attracted by a primitive impulse."
At first, You Mingxu was a bit confused, but she quickly caught the drift. She merely spat out two words: "Nonsense."
He rested his arm on the back of her chair, saying, "Don't provoke him anymore."
You Mingxu coldly retorted, "Stop spewing nonsense, when did I ever provoke him?"
Surprisingly, Yin Feng flicked the back of her head, which actually hurt quite a bit. He laughed and said, "Don't smile at him, don't keep tormenting me. Do you think I can tolerate another confidante by your side? One Xu Mengshan is already more than enough!"
