Rong Si took his time answering. "I think it's you."
Han Siye snorted and said rather self-righteously, "It's not. I've always kept myself clean and planned to give my body and mind to Little Jiu, unlike you!"
Thinking of him as childish, Rong Si grimaced. "What about me?"
"How am I supposed to know how many girls you've hooked up with while you're out of the country and out of Little Jiu's sight!"
Rong Si didn't want to talk to Han Siye. Let him think what he wants. As long as Little Jiu trusts me!
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In the mall, Su Jiu and Song Xinyan leisurely strolled around. Song Xinyan hugged Su Jiu's arm affectionately. When they walked together, they were a beautiful sight. Many men looked at the two of them.
If not for the few tall and burly men in black behind them, those men would probably have gone up to strike up a conversation with the two girls.