"..." Wen Liujing gnashed his teeth.
Was he just chuckling?
He was almost laughing his teeth out, wasn't he?
Jian Shichu stowed away his laughter, and with an uncommon gesture of camaraderie, patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, there are many women in this world; good ones are rare. A good woman who suits you is even rarer. You're lucky to have met someone who loves you and is smart and sensible. Treat her well, don't wait to regret after she's gone, like that classic line."
Wen Liujing chuckled, "You and Cici are indeed a couple, saying the exact same thing."
"Indeed," Seventh Master Jian said smugly, "Cici and I are in perfect sync, the most well-matched, number one in the world, unmatched!"
Wen Liujing: "... Hehe!"
He rolled his eyes and turned to leave.
He couldn't understand; the richest man of Empire Country, Seventh Master Jian, was quite cool and formidable out there. Why did he become so silly in front of him?
