Luo Ziling was taken aback by Wang Guoguo's frank admission and was momentarily at a loss for words.
"You have quite a thick skin!" Luo Ziling looked at Wang Guoguo with a teasing smile, "Among the women I know, you're one with pretty thick skin."
"Don't you think saying that to a girl is very impolite?" Wang Guoguo was a bit annoyed again.
"I'm a rustic villager, grew up in the countryside, don't know what politeness and respect are, so don't use gentlemanly standards to judge me."
After taking two deep breaths, Wang Guoguo decided not to argue with Luo Ziling about these trivial matters. Luo Ziling was downright shameless; if she continued discussing these unclear issues with him, she might end up agitated and lose her cool.
"If my father invites you for treatment, would you be willing?" Wang Guoguo redirected the topic, "He's returning to the Capital in a few days, and if you're willing, I'll come to invite you again."
