After 140 days, Jiang Xian was unimpededly happy.

Listening to Li Meifeng's words, Li Zhiyan was somewhat stunned.

He hadn't expected that Li Meifeng would see through him so thoroughly.

Perhaps this is what it meant to be an outsider, a clear observer.

His possessiveness toward Auntie Rao was undeniable, yet, when spelled out by Li Meifeng, he felt somewhat uneasy about it.

"Aunt Li."

"How did you figure it out?"

Li Meifeng smiled.

"Can't I see what's on your mind? You're a born romantic."

"The way you look at Auntie Rao is so affectionate."

"And, your gaze toward Gu Wanzhou and Wang Shangyan is the same."

"That makes Auntie realize that you genuinely like them, and you're sincerely in love with several women at the same time."

"That's a talent in itself, I suppose."

"You're like Duan Zhengchun in that sense."

Li Zhiyan: "..."

In a way, what Aunt Li said wasn't wrong, his emotions were a bit overflowing.

Yet he could say that every relationship he had was sincere and genuine...