Meng Xiao thought back to his annoying habit and complained, "You never want to go public, now I have to turn people down every day. It's really making me sick."
"Clang!" A rib was cleaved into two halves on the chopping board, Xie Li washed it in the water and complained, "Oh, so you're blaming me again for not going public? Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror? Even if we do go public, he will take advantage of my absence in France to woo you first, then confess his love to you. Why would I bother?"
There was an unexpected sweetness in his words, which made Meng Xiao hum: "You say one thing and mean another. You're clearly dying of jealousy."
Xie Li, a man who carefully maintains his good image, was counterattacking with gentle words. Meng Xiao was incredulous.