"Alright, alright! I was just joking with you, but you really take things literally, and you don't have any flair for romance."
Han Xiaoying stuck out her tongue, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zheng Xiaobo, saying, "I think Manager Ye looks like he's quite the veteran in the field of love. He must have a lot of tricks up his sleeve for picking up girls. If you don't know how to chase girls, why don't you ask him for advice? Just learning a couple of tricks from him should let you know how to flirt, right?"
"Xiaoying, I can't learn the boss's moves; I don't want to use those tricks to charm girls—I just want to win you over with my sincerity!"
Zheng Xiaobo scratched his head, looking earnest as he spoke.
"Xiaobo, what era do you think it is now, that you believe you can win over a girl just with sincerity?"
Han Xiaoying stood with her hands on her hips, speaking seriously.
