Yang Ruxin also realized that she had spoken too hastily, but with her thick skin, she didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, she defended herself quite confidently, "I was just making a comparison. There's no need for you to get so worked up about it..." As she spoke, she kindly got up and patted Gu Qingheng on the back.
"Am I that old? I'm only four years older than you," Gu Qingheng actually felt a bit deflated. It seemed he really needed to recover soon; otherwise... Some kid had actually moved into her home, and he inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.
If Yang Ruxin knew what was going on in his mind, she would probably die laughing. Zhou Xiao was a seventeen-year-old kid; he had nothing to do with her, right? She didn't have any inclination for younger boys...
