"What do you mean by 'more reliable'? Am I really that unreliable?"
And what do you mean by 'this kind of goods'?
You're talking about me, and you could at least wait until I'm gone to say it. Saying it right to my face, do you really think I'm such a soft persimmon, easily squished?"
Xiao Yi coldly snorted in his heart, and just then, he felt the girl clutching his hand, pinching it hard, signaling him to help her. Without hesitation, he gently reached out, wrapped his arm around the girl's waist, pulled her close, and made an affectionate gesture. He casually lifted his head and looked at the young man, "Who are you? What do you mean by 'this kind of goods'? Lili is my girlfriend, is there a problem with that?"
The young man was completely stunned by this sudden turn of events.
He had clearly seen, just moments earlier, that Xiao Yi's expression was one of total confusion, not at all like that of a boyfriend. How could it suddenly change to that of a real boyfriend?
