Su Yao didn't know what Lu Ci was scheming in his heart, she just felt that his smile was not serious, teasing her like a hooligan.
Su Yao: "I think you're really shameless."
Lu Ci: "It's alright, think about Fu Shihan, don't you think I seem much better in comparison?"
Sometimes comparison is feared, because once you compare, it becomes clear who's better and who's worse.
Following his words, Su Yao thought about it and felt that there was indeed some truth to it. But then she thought again, wasn't that wrong?
Couldn't she compare him to good people?
Comparing him with Fu Shihan, how low has he set his own bar?!
Thinking this way, Su Yao felt that he wasn't any good either, just like that Fu Shihan, cut from the same cloth.
"Don't you know how much I hate Fu Shihan? Comparing yourself with him, you really lack a survival desire," Su Yao scoffed.
"That's your prejudice. Nowadays, men like us who are rich and faithful are hard to find."
