Jian Ci shuffled forward, his face unusually serious. "I mean it. Look—I dated her for a while, and I never felt anything toward her."
Jian Wei snorted, waving his hand dismissively. "That doesn't mean you have performance issues. Don't focus on the rumors."
Jian Rui burst out laughing, the sound bouncing off the walls.
"You are laughing, but I am serious," Jian Ci insisted, his brows furrowed.
"Well," Jian Rui said between chuckles, "have you tried watching some spicy content? If it gets up, then what are you worried about?"
Jian Ci bit his lip, his ears turning red, while Jian Wei joined in Jian Rui's laughter.
"You two aren't taking this seriously," Jian Ci said, his voice rising in frustration. "For the happiness of my future wife, you should examine me." Jian Wei leaned back, grinning. "You are worrying over nothing. If it bothers you so much, why not get some advice from Yu Xi?" His tone was teasing, deliberately provocative.
