The moment Gong Ziyi heard these words, the elder beside him was startled and then said blankly, "Young master, judging from your girlfriends over the past three years, their common characteristics are obvious—big busts and ample hips. You seem to prefer this type, and Song Weiyin is clearly not one of them."
Instantly, Gong Ziyi turned his head abruptly and stared at the elder. After a long silence, he leaned back in his chair and suddenly burst into laughter: "I said, how could I possibly be a gentleman for so many years without reason?"
The elder also laughed, then said, "If you want a sister, Song Weiyin is really suitable."
Gong Ziyi was stunned for a full five seconds before saying, "I'm a bit confused right now; do I want to marry her, or have a sister?"
"What about Shen Qiang%..." the elder raised an eyebrow.
