Jiang Chen said, as soon as he finished talking, he heard: "Why do you as a grown man always think about living off a woman?"
He was taken aback by the words.
As expected, probably caught off guard, or let's say the person on the other end of the phone hesitated without thinking.
"Living off a woman?"
Jiang Chen probed.
There was silence on the other end.
"If there's such an opportunity, what man wouldn't like it?"
Jiang Chen gradually became serious.
"Isn't a man supposed to care most about face and dignity?" The voice on the other end had no trace of timidity.
"Who says living off a woman means no face or dignity?"
Jiang Chen righteously declared, "I like living off a woman but in a tough way."
"Do you think you're very handsome or something?"
Cao Jinse asked, with a tone mixed with genuine curiosity.
Jiang Chen held the phone in one hand and rubbed his face with the other.
"...Not handsome... am I?"
"Beep."
The call ended.
