"A man."
"And?"
"A man who is 190 centimeters tall."
Ya Shitian was not satisfied, "Who else is he?"
"A wealthy and influential man."
"Can't you say something else?"
"You are a man, aren't you? Do you want me to say you're a woman?"
Ya Shitian suddenly said, "You are my, Ya Shitian's, woman—"
"..."
He gave a wicked smile, "Based on that."
"Say what?"
"Say I am your, Ye Anqi's, man."
Ye Anqi laughed out loud, "I won't say it. That phrase is too masculine, and as a woman, I don't like saying things like that."
Ya Shitian snorted, "I thought that was just your strong character."
"Where am I strong? I'm a true woman, a little woman." Ye Anqi laughed coquettishly, "Anything that doesn't sound feminine enough, I can't bring myself to say."
"Where is that phrase masculine?" Clearly, she just didn't want to say it.
"It's very masculine." Ye Anqi pushed him away, "Mr. Night, a woman needs to understand restraint and subtlety; don't ruin my ladylike image."
Ya Shitian: "..."
