"I won't give in for you, nor will I give up because of you," Gao Jiaxing declared.
"May the best man win," He Xuebing replied.
Gao Jiaxing provocatively raised his eyebrow; he was not afraid of He Xuebing. Although he knew Xia Xiao liked He Xuebing's looks, he did not think he was inferior in any way, just not as effeminate-looking as He Xuebing.
He Xuebing was confident too, and as he locked eyes with Gao Jiaxing, it was as if a lion had met a tiger, neither willing to back down.
Just then, Xia Xiao turned around and saw this scene, asking Zheng Xianghong, "Auntie, Brother Gao and Mr. He seem to get along very well."
"Yes, these two boys have always been close, just shy of wearing the same trousers."
So watching Gao Jiaxing and He Xuebing, Xia Xiao couldn't help feeling a bit strange inside; she admitted, she had thought wrongly.
"What's wrong, didn't sleep well last night?" Zheng Xianghong asked.
