But Yin Xiaofan hadn't said anything wrong—the woman's condition had already been spoken by him, and whether she listened or not was no longer Yin Xiaofan's concern.
"I don't need you to meddle in whether I get married or not, you scammer," Zhao Xinyao said angrily.
"I don't want to meddle either, but you're clinging to me, making me feel quite passive," Yin Xiaofan said helplessly. "What exactly do you see in me? Can't I change? Please stop clinging to me."
"I'm clinging to you? What a joke, who do you think you are?" Zhao Xinyao said with a furious laugh.
"Fine then, since you don't want to cling to me, please stay away from me, men and women should not touch," Yin Xiaofan said. "It's best not to pester me relentlessly, I don't play that game."
"You are shameless," Zhao Xinyao was about to explode but then she somewhat understood.
