Jin Jumo noticed the concern in his eyes, although he tried hard to hide it, pursing his lips tight and suppressing a smile, "Brother Ying is not old. He's just busy saving lives every day and doesn't have much time to focus on other things."
What she said was true.
Because of her grandfather, she often went in and out of the hospital for a while.
During that time, she would accidentally overhear a group of young nurses gossiping, and the subject of their gossip was their flawless, handsome and elegant idol, Ying Jingyao.
From their conversations, she learned that Ying Jingyao was twenty-nine by nominal age, which is the age when a man is most charming. How is that old?
Ying Jingyao smiled, gazing deeply at Jin Jumo, "Are you comforting me?"
In fact, he wanted to say: Do you care about my feelings?
Jin Jumo, however, didn't catch the deeper meaning in his words and kept a serious face, "Absolutely not. Everything I said is the truth."
