Song Xicheng held on tightly, "How long have they been gone? Still looking? Don't want your eyes anymore?"
"Let go!" Huang Ying frowned deeply, full of displeasure, "The man is unmarried, the woman is single. What's the harm in taking a few more looks? It's not like you're going to lose a piece of flesh! What, are you jealous because I'm looking at him?"
"Nonsense, would I be jealous? You're really amusing."
Song Xicheng's handsome face turned as dark as a pot's bottom ash, "Stay away from that person, Si Yuhuan already said, he's deep-minded. Be careful you don't get sold by him, and end up counting money for him!"
"Ridiculous! Have you even interacted with him? All you're relying on is hearsay! Si Yuhuan is just jealous!" Huang Ying rubbed her chin, exaggeratedly praising, "I feel he's meticulous, calm, exceptionally capable, and most importantly, he has responsibility. Which woman wouldn't love a man like that?"
