"Um.." Yang Fei stole a glance at Yang Gang, then said, "I've been thinking. I'm not getting any younger. Maybe it's time I had a relationship. Love isn't like white wine, it doesn't increase in value the longer you wait. So.."
At this point, Yang Fei clearly felt Yang Gang squeezing her hand a bit harder.
She blinked, seeming to be pondering something.
A moment later, she lifted her head, playfully looking at Yang Gang, "Hey, Gang, do you not want me to date Sima Bing?"
"He can't make you happy," Yang Gang said quietly. "I admit Sima Bing is a good man, but not all girls suit a gentlemanly man."
"Are you jealous tonight?" Yang Fei then timidly asked.
"No," Yang Gang decisively denied, "I'm just stating facts."
Yang Fei pouted, "Don't worry about me, you're not my brother anymore!"
"Whether I worry or not is my business."
Yang Fei glared at him, "Huh! Is this some kind of overbearing boss behavior?"
Yang Gang turned around and quietly looked at Yang Fei.