Wang Lu's face was crimson, her eyes reddened, clearly deeply affected by Xu Zijin's words.
Yan Yinuo squeezed out a smile to comfort the wounded young girl, "Don't overthink it, my little uncle just likes to joke around, he means no harm."
Although she said this, Yan Yinuo really couldn't understand this type of young girl, just one look at Xu Zijin and she fell for him.
Couldn't she see the gloom and inscrutability written all over Xu Zijin's face?
Or perhaps, was his face just too deceptively charming, blinding people?
Wang Lu was full of embarrassment, "Sister Yinuo, I…"
She really hadn't been hit like this before, feeling so awkward that she couldn't help but run out.
"You've got to know, right now my little uncle pretty much needs someone for everything. He can't even go to the bathroom by himself, so he's not in a good mood because he's so frustrated."
Not really, actually it's more like his mind is twisted.
