"You can pick it up and put it down; I respect you for being a real man, Brother Bai San," said Qiao Duo'er, raising her glass playfully.
Bai Yifan played along, raising his glass too and downing the water in one gulp.
After Qiao Duo'er said her goodbyes, Bai Yifan leaned back in his chair, feeling bitter and astringent inside, but also a sense of relief.
Ever since he had learned from Bai Qing about his ridiculous actions, he had been worried that Qiao Duo'er would never talk to him again. He was relieved that they were still friends.
"Young Master, Mrs. Tan has sent over some Jin Si Cake. Would you like to try some?" the helper asked timidly.
Bai Yifan smiled slightly: "Sure."
The sweetness of the Jin Si cake soothed his heart, and he felt much better.
He would try hard to forget those feelings he shouldn't have, because Qiao Duo'er said a true man should be able to pick up and put down.
If he couldn't forget, then he would keep it in his heart and silently protect her.
