"..."
She was frantic. "So you really do have someone new? I knew it; that's why you've been gone for so long! Quick, tell me who it is! I'm going to find that woman and get rid of her immediately..."
"What nonsense are you talking? I'm much older than you, and men generally have shorter lifespans than women. I'm just worried..."
Worried about that?
She couldn't help but give him a once-over. No matter how she looked at him, he seemed well-built and devilishly handsome, and so young. Besides, the line between a man in his thirties and forties is hardly noticeable; it's impossible to tell at a glance.
Suddenly, she remembered. "Hey, big ol' cheap man, how old *are* you?"
"..."
"Quick, show me your ID. I still don't actually know how old you are."
He grinned. "What's there to see? I've always been 25."
"Who do you think you are, Tan Yonglin?"
She paused to think. She really hadn't paid much attention to his age before. 35? 38? 40?
"Big ol' cheap man, how old are you really?"
