Mo Shiting didn't fuss over when Lu Yang was present, but he asked him out of curiosity, "If someone calls you a central air conditioner, what does she mean by that?"
Lu Yang: "..."
"You don't know either?"
Mo Shiting looked at him disdainfully, "Aren't you always surfing the internet? How could there be something you don't know?"
Lu Yang wiped his sweat, "Young Master, why are you suddenly asking about this? Did the Young Madam say this about you? That wouldn't make sense."
"Why wouldn't it?"
"The term 'central air conditioner' has nothing in common with you. If a woman calls a man a 'central air conditioner', it means he's nice to everyone and fit to be a friend, but... definitely not fit to be a boyfriend. After all, no girl wants her boyfriend to be equally nice to other girls."
Lu Yang spoke confidently.
Upon hearing this, Mo Shiting's handsome face visibly sank.
So, was she indirectly rejecting him?
No, she must be jealous!
Mo Shiting comforted himself internally.